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(Blackmore/Gillan/Glover/Lord/Paice) I stood under your bedroom window Throwing up a brick No-one came I threw one more That really did the trick Your daddy came and banged my head He said what kind of man Is this that's hanging round my girl And threw me in the car You're a farmer's daughter You're a farmer's daughter Why do I always get The kinda girl I didn't oughta get I won't get no more eggs and water Now I've laid the farmer's daughter Imagine I was a full grown man And I could talk just right Could I come and see you here And do this every night Wham! the door comes crashing down Your daddy's face all pale Says come with me you hairy bum I'll put you in my jail You're a judge's daughter You're a judge's daughter Why do I always get The kinda girl I didn't oughta get Now I'm getting jail and torture Cos' I made the judge's daughter It seems they're screaming law and order When I go with anyone's daughter Woman I should like some peace And