Nep - Lovelace

You just, you make good songs!
Ha ha ha ha
I'm not, I'm not just sayin' it 'cause I'm your dad
(Laughs) A-one, a-two, a-one, two, three, four

My daddy works for the newspaper
My momma is an engineer
They taught me to walk with my back straight up
Her name is made of love
Raised off of chick flicks and gum
Oh my goodness, when anybody sees her, it has to be love

My daddy codes on the computer
My momma is good with names of cars (Yes, she is)
They want me to talk smart as I can
She makes perfect sense
Walks like a deer and talks over men
My goodness, when anybody hears her, they havе to shut up

She says it loud
Call me Lovelacе
Call me la-la-la-la-la-la-love
Call me Lovelace
Call me la-la-la-la-la-la-love

My sibling's at the stove a-cookin'
The dogs're runnin' around the yard
The door thumps twice, straight to my heart
Oh, Imma win a Grammy for my dad
Imma buy my mom a house in cash
Imma retire both my folks
Imma get there, don'tcha know
(Oh, c'mon Dad, give it to em!)
(Woo-oh!)

My daddy works for the newspaper (La, la, la, la)
My dogs're runnin' 'round the yard (La, la, la, la)
My sibling's at the stove a-cookin' (La, la, la, la)
My mom is good with names of cars (La, la, la, la)
My daddy works for the newspaper
My dogs're runnin' 'round the yard
My siblings at the stove a-cookin