Daddy's Little Peach

You got me falling in love with what's next
The personality's a casualty but I'm impressed
With the way you control the verbs
Moving in and out with words
Slow, slow down, we don't have to rush
How profound is the sequence
Perception to the touch
Is it just me or does this routine ever get inside your head?
And tell you all the little things that you wish had been said
That you wish had been said

When will I be old enough to do as I please?
These late nights are getting old
There are better ways to your knees
Mommy always had you buttoned up
We were daddy's little peach
When will I be old enough
When will I be old enough
To do as I please

You've got me here, but you've got me wrong
I'm not a cannibal, but I cannot say
I won't eat one of my own
But with words slurred, I confess
This smile isn't based on your subtle wit
But the cut of your dress
It makes that ugly morning seem so far away
And if it ever comes at all, then I'll know just what to say

When will I be old enough to do as I please?
These late nights are getting old
There are better ways to your knees
Mommy always had you buttoned up
We were daddy's little peach
When will I be old enough
When will I be old enough
To do as I please
To do as I please
To do as I please

So wake up
Wake up it's the morning
Another eight hours
And the days left you wanting reprieve
Or at least religion
But just relax cause everyone's sinning
Last night, the drinks, the words, the kiss
The car, the apartment, the cab fare, fake digits
Your hair, your make-up, your high heels, impeccable
And all of it, just to sit
With some wannabes and counterfeits
How respectable
How respectable

Let's turn the lights on
Let's turn the lights on
Let's turn the lights on now

When will I be old enough to do as I please?
Mommy had you buttoned up
We were daddy's little peach
When will I be old enough?
When will I be
When will I be
When will I be