[I need a man who loves me like My father loves my mom] I wanna come home to roses And dirty little notes on Post-its And when my hair starts turning gray He'll say I'm like a fine wine, better with age I guess I learned it from my parents That true love starts with friendship A kiss on the forehead, a date night Fake an apology after a fight I need a man who's patient and kind Gets out of the car and holds the door ...... And when my body changes shapes He'll say, "Oh my God, you look hot today" -Like My Father-Jax