Tell me where he is from Finally I know where I'm going Mom says when looking good We always end up finding She said it is never far away He often working hand Mom says "working is good" Although better than being in bad company Not true? Where is your dad? Tell me where your Dad is? Without even talking to him He knows what's wrong Ah sacred Dad Tell me where are you hiding? It must be at least a thousand times I have Count my fingers [Chorus] (x2) Where are you? Dad, where are you? Where are you? Dad, where are you? Where are you? Dad, where are you? Where, where are you, where are you, Dad, where are you? [Verse 2] However, we believe it or not Will there be one day where we believe there more One day or another we will all be dad And one day to the next we will be gone Will we be hated? Will we be admirable? Broodstock or geniuses? Tell us which gives rise to irresponsible? Ah tell us who, Everyone knows how babies are made But nobody knows how it's done dads Mr. Know-it-all would have inherited, right The need to suck his thumb or what? Tell us where it is hidden, it must Make at least a thousand times one has, ate our fingers [Refrain] [Outro] (X2) Where is your dad? Tell me where your Dad is? Without even talking to him He knows what's wrong Ah sacred Dad Tell me where are you hiding? It must be at least a thousand times I have Count my fingers