Sugardaddy

I was only young when he told me that he had enough
For me to just stay home and relax, don'y worry 'bout the money in the bank
'Cause I got stacks around the house, it's underneath the floorboards in the lounge
It's only bits of paper lying round, everything you need is underground
I think it feels right

Would you like to be my sugardaddy?
I'm tired of working seven days a week
He's old enough to treat me properly
In five more years, he might die in his sleep

I was wearing red that dress you like
And now it's hanging over my head like a cloud
When did it start to feel like this? You say you love me and you'll pay for it
Am I your little pet? You keep me rest and red
I say it twice then you write me a cheque,
It's like you never care if I'm upset, I wish you could slot notes into my head