Who's that girl with her pants on fire?
You can feel the heat when you're standing by her
You look so good with your dress real tight
Does your mother know you're out tonight
You're just sixteen, you're on the loose
Your innocence is no excuseYour mother thinks you're sweetness
You're daddy's little girl
You may have been made in heaven
But you ain't no angel
You ain't no angelYou're coming on strong, you're coming on heavy
Wanna mess with the boys in the back of the Chevy?
Let's take a ride, be my back seat lover
You taste so good, just like sugar
Now hold on, baby, make it last
Does your daddy know you're learning fast?Your mother thinks you're sweetness
You're daddy's little girl
Were you made in heaven?
'Cause you ain't no angel
You ain't no angel
Songwriters
PETER BYFORD, NIGEL GLOCKER, GRAHAM OLIVER, PAUL QUINNPublished by
Lyrics © CARLIN AMERICA INC