We have a friend, a true friend
And that friend is my dad
We pull many pranks and he always says this
"What bad kids!" and he starts to laugh
How nice, how nice to be dad's friend
Like my daddy I can't find another the same
Yesterday my daddy wanted to shave
But he couldn't find his razor
And when he was washing his hands with soap
How nice, how nice to be dad's friend
Like my daddy I can't find another the same
Tomorrow my daddy is going to take the car out
But I'm sure that it's not going to run
I just took the spark plugs out of the engine
A bolt and the fan belt
How nice, how nice it is to be dad's friend
Like my daddy I can't find another the same
Last night I tied to dad's pajamas
A knot in each sleeve and a knot in each foot
I hid a very fat toad in his bed
What's wrong that daddy doesn't want to laugh
How nice, how nice to be dad's friend
Like my daddy I can't find another the same
How nice, how nice to be dad's friend
Like my daddy I can't find another the same