You Can't Do What My Last Man Did

Listen, daddy mine, what do you want of me?
I’ve been just as good as could be;
Now the love I had for you has turned to hate;
You don’t appreciate so, Daddy, there’s the gate
You can’t do what my last man did
Boss me around, and treat me like you did
I see right now you must be told
That I can’t stand a man that’s cold
Who can’t love me sufficiently
To make me forget my stupidity
He couldn’t love like a lover should
You’ve lost your nest, go east or west
But go, I need your soul
Now that last cruel papa, he blacked my eye
The next man who tries is doomed to die
Oh, you can’t do what my last man did
Now early this morning, you wanted to fight
'Cause you heard that I cabareted last night
Tried to take my money, and pawn my flat
Now you’ve worn the welcome clean off my mat
Daddy, you…
Now when the clock on the wall strikes half past three
I want all the things you took from me
'Cause you can’t do what my last man did