Nothing to Cry About Toadies

You say you're never coming out
Once you get inside your daddy's house, well
You got nothing to cry about
So how 'bout you just shut your pretty mouth? Come on

Well, your daddy lives up on the hill
Where he locks up all his pretty things, ha
He don't know I got the key, baby
I think I'll go and have myself a peek, now listen

What your daddy done for you
He's gonna do for me, too
You got no need for tears
You got no need to pout
You got nothing to cry about

The lights are off, so take the key
And take a little walk with me
If you want to have some fun
Baby, show me daddy's gun, well

What your daddy done for you
He gonna do for me, too
And if you want some
You better get it now
You got nothing to cry about, oh