Girl Dad
Dad... Fifty-five today. Three daughters, one bathroom — you never stood a chance. You learned to braid hair and sit through every recital. Happy birthday, from your girls. [Verse] You came home to a house full of glitter and drama You learned to braid on a doll before you tried on us You sat through every recital in the third row And you clapped the loudest every single time [Chorus] Dad, you're fifty-five And you raised a house of girls You learned to braid, you pretended to be tough — And every guy we brought home got compared to you (happy birthday, Dad) [Verse] You acted scary when the boys came to the door Then cried in the car at the wedding You say you wanted sons, but you're lying through your teeth You'd outnumber yourself again in a heartbeat [Bridge] You never got the quiet house you joked about You got us — and you wouldn't trade the noise [Final Chorus] Dad, here we are And you raised a house of girls You learned to braid, you walked us down the aisle — And every guy we brought home got compared to you (happy birthday, Dad)
