While tearing up a game of gold, I may make a play for a caddy.
But when I do, I don't follow through, cause my heart belongs to my daddy.
If I invite a boy some night to dine on the high bed at Hattie's,
I'd just adore him as team four more, cause my heart belongs to my daddy.
Yes, my heart belongs to daddy, so I simply couldn't be bad.
Yes, my heart belongs to my daddy.
Daddy.
Daddy, daddy, daddy, d-d-d-daddy, daddy.
So I want to warn you, laddie, though I know you're perfectly swell.
But my heart belongs to my daddy, cause my daddy treats me so well.
Daddy.
Daddy.
Daddy.
Daddy.
Daddy.
Yes, my heart belongs to daddy, so I simply couldn't be bad.
Yes, my heart belongs to my daddy, d-d-d-d-daddy, daddy, daddy, daddyaa.
So I want to warn you, laddie, though I know you're perfectly swell.
But my heart belongs to my daddy, cause my daddy treats me so well.
Yes, my heart belongs to my daddy, cause my daddy treats me so well.




Bye.