Daddy, why did you leave me?

You created me,

So don't you wanna see me?

Daddy, why did you make me?

If you're not gonna take me

to get a burger and shakey?

(Finn was running towards him)

My cursed blood

Is your cursed blood,

Come on back and be my bud.

I can count your visits on my fingertips

Come back and give me presents

From your business trips.

Daddy why did you father me,

If all you wanna do is bother me?

Don't you know that I love you?

I only wanna see more of you.

[Final Version]

Daddy, why did you eat my fries?

I bought them, and they were mine.

But you ate them, yeah, you ate my fries.

And I cried, but you didn't see me cry.

Daddy, do you even love me?

Well I wish you'd show it,

Because I wouldn't know it.

What kind of dad eats his daughter's fries?

And doesn't even look her in the eyes?

Daddy there were tears there.

If you saw them would you even care?

The tape record finished the song and Marceline had a red slash on her cheeks.
"Oh, Marceline,"
Her father hugged his daughter tight.
"Of course I love you. And I didn't mean to eat your fries, I didn't like them either. Please forgive me if I'm busy. I'll try to spend more time with you."
"I love you too Daddy," Marceline said and hugged him back.
Finn watched the two hug each other and stopped running towards him.
"Uh, Finn?"
"Oh, yeah, why?"
"You were gonna jump up and slay him?"
Finn put his finger on his lips.
"SSSSHHH! Let them,"
Jake crossed his arms and sighed.
"Fine,"