Flirt (with your Dad) Tom Cardy (Ft. Tom Cardy)

[Intro]
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. Ah fu-

[Refrain]
I don't wanna work, I just wanna flirt (with your dad)

[Verse 1]
Don't wanna fix my life, I'd rather talk D.I.Y. (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

[Refrain]
I don't wanna work, I just wanna flirt (with your dad)

[Verse 2]
Just wanna BBQ, with, you know who, (your fuggin dad)
I was s'posed to find a job and clean my damn room, but instead I'm at your dad's house talkin' with him about WW2
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 (can, can, c-c-c-c-c-c-c-)

[Bridge]
Basically, I don't think we've seen the last of bitcoin
(In sync) Ah, shut up Michael. What did you just-
No, no, we'rе not doing this again, I don't.. please don't do this-
(In sync) Michael (what, no, what?) You arе a (no-) Virgin. (random cheering)