Fry Song

Daddy
Why did you leave me?
You created me
So don't want to see me?

Daddy
Why did you make me?
If you're not gonna take me
To get a burger and shakey

My cursed blood is
Your cursed blood
Come on back and be my bud

I can count your visits on my fingertips
Come back and give me presents
From your business trips

Daddy
Why did you father me
If all you want to do is bother me?
Don't you know that I love you?
I only want to see more of you

Daddy
Why did you eat my fries?
I bought them, and they were mine
But you ate them, yeah, you ate my fries
And I cried, but you didn't see me cry

Daddy
Do you even love me?
Well, I wish you'd show it
'Cause I wouldn't know it

What kind of dad eats his daughter's fries
And doesn't even look her in the eyes?
Daddy, there were tears there
If you saw them would you even care?