Why you talk about me   I never did you wrong   When you talk about me   It makes me take my receiver off of my phone   Now I'm an answerin' machine   I always play my part (my part)   Now I'm an answering machine   I threw away my heart      It's up to you to find   The words that come from power lines   So I'm beaten up inside   And I'm not a pleasure ride   When you tell me baby      Daddy, Daddy, Daddy what's your problem?   Aren't you man enough to admit you was wrong?   They tell me all this attention has effected him   Everybody is a victim in this place   Daddy, Daddy, Daddy what's your problem?   You get a hard skin sugar when you finally turn pro   You gotta be more like an executive   Talk to my answerin' machine      Now you want me to confess   To a crime I never committed   Well you want me to confess   To make my whole life easier in the city   Well you 're number is on my skin   You scratched it with your claw   Your clockwork is orange   'cause humor is against the law      It's up to you to find   The words that come from power lines   So I'm beaten up inside   And I'm not a pleasure ride   When you tell me baby      Daddy, Daddy, Daddy what's your problem?   Aren't you man enough to admit you was wrong?   They tell me all this attention has affect him   Everybody is a victim in this place   Daddy, Daddy, Daddy what's your problem?   You get a hard skin sligar when you finally turn pro   You gotta be more like an executive   Talk to my answerin' machine