Little Girl’s Dad Urthboy

[Verse 1]
I kept a little journal from before you were born
And wrote about the shape of mama's belly you formed
I filled a lot of pages up inside that first six months
She noticed every single movement and it's all too much
Brought you back to our tiny two bedder in Dulwich Hill
Salute to the red brick—to some of us you're still a big deal
You see I never thought I'd own my home
But here we are as the sun sets, neighbour chats away on his phone
They say you grow up so quick, I don't know about that
But your clothes sure as hell do
And now lunch is getting packed and my diary lost track
So I've got something to tell you

[Chorus]
You ain't daddy's little girl, he's a little girl's dad
That's the way it's going to be
And I'm sorry you inherited a man's world, baby
It's not the way it's got to be
You ain't daddy's little girl he's a little girl's dad
And it's your world to take back
Cause the men are going to try and tell you what you can and can't be
And you ain't going to stand for that

[Pre-Verse Ad-Lib]
That's a nice way of saying that *laughs*
Right
So let's start this one again, huh?