Tom Cardy - Flirt (With Your Dad) lyrics

Hey, Michael
What's my uh Facebook password again?
Why?
Your friend Tom has sent me a Facebook friend request
I'd like to accept it

I don't wanna work
I just wanna flirt
With your dad
Don't wanna fix my life
I'd rather talk DIY
With your dad
I don't wanna do my laundry
Just wanna chill with your d- d- padre
Neither of us gay
We flirt in a super hetero man way

I don't wanna work
I just wanna flirt
With your dad
Just wanna barbecue
With you know
Your fucking dad
I was supposed to find a job
And clean my damn room
But instead I'm at your dad's house
Talking with him about World War II

Your dad, he likes me
Your dad, he loves me
Your dad invited me
To see Bruce Springsteen
So we flirt in a way you understand
That only a friend of a son and a son's dad can

Basically I don't think we've seen the last of Bitcoin
Oh shut up Michael
What did you just
No, no, we're not going this again
I don't, please don't do this
Michael
What? No, what?
You are a
No
Virgin, ha

We make fun of you you
You've never had a girlfriend
We make fun of
At fourteen you still wet the bed
We make fun of you
We got your social life covered
Got your family life covered
Even got your little brother going ugh
It's just your dad and I bonding
We make fun of you
I'd call it bullying
Shut up virgin, ugh
Don't you get mad
Don't you feel sad
Just remember this is how I flirt with your dad

Okay, didn't know I had to say this
But can you guys stop "flirting" please?
I don't know Michael, can you stop not having your drivers license?
Get your license, you're twenty-four mate
I fucking love you
I love you too
Stop trying to fuck my dad