Saturday morning You come without warning Wake me up from my bed Asking permission To marry my princess Son, what is wrong with your big head? It is the first time I met you Why would I let you run off with my baby girl? Get back in your pinto It is time that you go The answer is no You say you want my daughter For the rest of your life Well, you gotta make more Than burgers and fries Get out your mommas basement, boy And get you a life Son, you're twenty-eight Don't you think it's time? Why you gotta call me rude For doing what a dad should do And keep her from a fool like you? And if you marry her anyway Marry that girl I'm gonna punch your face Marry that girl I will make you go away Marry that girl At the bottom of a lake Ohhhhh You may not get this So let me explain it Cuz you need to understand This is forever She deserves better She really needs a grow man I know what you thinking You think you will still take her Well give it your best shot I may be a christian But I will go to prision I'm not afraid of doin heard time You say you want my daughter For the rest of your life Well you gotta make more Than burgers and fries Get out your mommas basement, boy And get you a life Son, you're twenty-eight Don't you think is time? Why you gotta call me rude For doing what a dad should do And keep her from a fool like you? And if you marry her anyway Marry that girl I'm gonna punch your face Marry that girl I will make you go away Marry that girl At the bottom of a lake Ohhhhhhhh The answer's no The answer's no So why don't you go Away?