walking on the cold kitchen floors and being in the dark house with dusklight swimming through the windows
my mind comes to a conclusion that makes sparks fire off in my body
smiles wiggles on my face, sadness cannot be traced
when I know now that my daddy just cares for me
he doesn't take any new car loans, he doesn't care for any big houses
he doesn't care about those other birds, my man he just cares for me
and things that we do together— the flashy world is not his style,
and when those other girls smile and croon, my man he doesn't see it, he doesn't know—
and in the end, my daddy just cares for me