The Devil comes into my room everynight.
I beg God that he doesn't.
But it doesn't matter.
I don't want to be Daddy'd Little Girl.

He's suppose to teach me to ride a bike.
He's suppose to come to my school plays.
He's suppose to love me, not hurt me.
I don't want to be Daddy's Little Girl.

He comes in to hurt me.
Even though he says he loves me.
I want to scream for mama, granny, anyone.
But he hurts me more if I try.
I don't want to be Daddy's Little Girl.

I beg and plead for him to stop.
But he says it's how all daddies love their daughters.
It hurts both inside and out.
When I cry, he tells me to be quiet because that's what good girls do.
He says he will always love me because
I'm Daddy's Little Girl.