I came down to the breakfast table

Felt like I could cry

I tried so hard, but wasn't able

To look you in the eye

For I am feeling so much shame

Yes I have brought disgrace

Could tell I soiled my good name

By the look upon your face….

Well it seems last night you caught me spanking it

No use denying it, I was really cranking it

It wasn't my fault and it wouldn't be so bad

If you could just forgive me, and talk to me, dad

I didn't hear you enter, no I didn't hear the door

With my hand upon my member and my pants upon the floor

A burden to your brain is an image you despise

Like blood and guts and starving kids and Stevie Wonder's eyes

Well it seems last night you caught me spanking it

No use denying it, I was really cranking it

Well dry your eyes and don't be so sad

But I wouldn't use those tissues; they've already been had…talk to me, dad

The look upon your face made my swollen glad diminish

So I said “could you close the door, I really wanna finish.”

Now daddy, I'm ashamed and I completely understand

If you never wanna hug again or even shake my hand

Well it seems last night you caught me spanking it

No use denying it, I was really cranking it

Now Please come down and don't be mad

Just because it was your bed, it's not that bad

When I was only 17 you told me it was dirty

So it must be really creepy when you kid is pushing 30

But you cannot tell me, dad, you have never had a whack

At the thing that hangs below your belt and bumps into your sack

Well it seems last night you caught me spanking it

No use denying it, I was really cranking it

Now dry your eyes, don't be so sad

But I wouldn't use those tissues, they've already been…

Just because it was your bed it's not that…

Oh daddy, daddy, please forgive me, and talk to me, dad