| One, two, one, two, three | 
| He lives on the other side | 
| His flag isn't blue and white | 
| And instead he drinks wine not beer | 
| It would appear, appear woah-oh | 
| That he's now mine | 
| And he sings and plays guitar | 
| He's not a lawyer or a doctor | 
| He doesn't know the football score | 
| But he loves me right, he loves me woah-oh | 
| It's not what your dad wants to know | 
| Whilst he's waiting back at home | 
| Not what your dad wants to see | 
| Not what your dad wants to think | 
| Knowing one day you'll get a ring | 
| And he'll be family | 
| And I see him smile at you | 
| And you're trying your best too | 
| But you know all too well | 
| That his intentions lie somewhere else | 
| From being your friend | 
| It's not what your dad wants to know | 
| Whilst he's waiting back at home | 
| Not what your dad wants to see | 
| Not what your dad wants to think | 
| Knowing one day you'll get a ring | 
| And he'll be family | 
| It's not what your dad wants to know | 
| Whilst he's waiting back at home | 
| Not what your dad wants to see | 
| It's not what your dad wants to know | 
| Whilst he's waiting back at home | 
| Not what your dad wants to see | 
| Not what your dad wants to think | 
| Knowing one day you'll get a ring | 
| And he'll be family | 
| It's not what your dad wants to know | 
| (Hide your bags, hide your clothes, | 
| Hide yourself before he gets home) | 
| It's not what your dad wants to know | 
| (Hide your bags, hide your clothes, | 
| Hide yourself before he gets home) | 
| It's not what your dad wants to know | 
| (Hide your bags, hide your clothes, | 
| Hide yourself before he gets home) | 
| It's not what your dad wants to know | 
| (Hide your bags, hide your clothes, | 
| Hide yourself before he gets home) |