Author: Jessica Brady

Rating: g

Classification: none, just a tired daughter trying to change a stubborn
father.

Disclaimor: I'm making no money off of this, and I don't feel quite as angry
about the cancellation anymore (yea whatever) so I won't rant and rave about
how Cartoon Network should quit with all those stupid-ass Scooby Doos and get
some quality Jonny Quests... oops there I go again.

Note: I have a melody for this, but as I can hardly post sheet music, just use
your imagination.

Baby Doll, Jessie's song
Dedicated to Race Bannon

::rap beginning, a steady voice keeping the beat::
Daddy dear, daddy mine. You know that I will do just fine if you let me as I
be and have a little trust in your posterity hey Dad! hey Dad! I love you
still but you should know I'm getting sorta ticked and so you'd better settle
with the flow and chee-il!

::music starts::
It's hard for you to understand
What it is for you to be
Are you my friend, my enemy
an angel here to care for me
Sorry, I want nothing
but trust

Don't try to change on my behalf
I see you there
trying to keep me from harm's way
But that was yesterday.
I don't need that now.

Memory is a friend to you, a will that still will bend to you. I am my own,
and I stand tall, I cannot be your baby doll.

When I was young you held my hand
We walked across the street together.
But give me slack
don't hold me back
I don't need that now.

Things can change,
as people do,
I haven't lost my care for you
But in the end
I must defend
my trust.

Love doesn't equal smother
Trust me on this one
I worry too
But to be true
not much.

Memory is a friend to you, a will that still will bend to you. I am my own,
and I stand tall, I cannot be your baby doll.

In the end, we're through it all, and I can't be your baby doll.

The End

Another Note: chee-il is chill. Pronounce it.