Daddy, why did you eat my fries?
I bought them, and they were mine.
But you ate them, yeah, you ate my fries
and I cried, but you didn't see me cry.
Daddy, do you even love me?
Well, I wish you'd show it,
'cause I wouldn't know it.
What kind of dad eats his daughter's fries?
And doesn't look her in the eyes?
Daddy there were tears there,
if you saw them would you even care.
I bought them, and they were mine.
But you ate them, yeah, you ate my fries
and I cried, but you didn't see me cry.
Daddy, do you even love me?
Well, I wish you'd show it,
'cause I wouldn't know it.
What kind of dad eats his daughter's fries?
And doesn't look her in the eyes?
Daddy there were tears there,
if you saw them would you even care.
Собственно оказывается все дело не в картошке фри, а в том что ей не достает отцовской любви...
Проглядел и сделал дубль изображения.
В чем смысл этих 4 кадров и вообще поста? Я один не слышу музыку?
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