Here you come knockin' on my door Baby, tell me what you got on your mind I guess those college boys all went home for the summertime Yeah, you're lookin' right, lookin' good Lookin' like a woman should, so why is it so hard to find A place to lay your pretty little head down once in a while? You run on a little tough luck, baby Don't you sweat it? Everything is waiting inside for you You know I got it, come and get it Who's your daddy? Who's your baby? Who's your buddy? Who's your friend? And who's the one guy that you come runnin' to When your love-life starts tumblin'? I got the money if you got the honey Let's cut a deal, let's make a plan Who's your daddy? Who's your baby? Who's your buddy? Who's your man? Kenzie always seemed to go back to him or well under him whenever she broke up with a boyfriend she'd end up back in Jesse's bed. It was a bad habit of hers she always went back to him no matter what. Jesse hated that she wouldn't just date him since no matter what she always came back to him. Like clock work her and her now ex-boyfriend broke up and she ended up on Jesse's door step tears in her eyes with all her stuff. He opened the door sighing and having her come in. He put her stuff away he knew where she liked her stuff since they'd done this so many times before he picked her up carrying her to his bed and laying her down and getting in pulling her close he kissed the top of her head as she curled into him. Jesse: We gotta stop doing this sweetheart