My Heart Belongs to Daddy

While tearing off a game of golf
I may make a play for the caddy
But when I do, I don't follow through
'Cause my heart belongs to daddy

If I invite a boy some night
To dine on my fine finnan haddie
I just adore he's asking for more
But my heart belongs to daddy

Yes, my heart belongs to daddy
So I simply couldn't be bad
Yes, my heart belongs to daddy
Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-dad

So I want to warn you, laddie
Though I know you're perfectly swell
That my heart belongs to daddy
'Cause my daddy, he treats it so well

Saint Patrick's Day, although I may
Be seen wearing green with a Paddy
I'm always sharp when playing the harp
My heart belongs to daddy

Though other dames had put bald games
May long for a strong undergraddie
I never dream of making the team
My heart belongs to daddy

Yes, my heart belongs to daddy
So I simply couldn't be bad
Yes, my heart belongs to daddy
Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-dad

So I want to warn you, laddie
Though I know you're perfectly swell
That my heart belongs to daddy
'Cause my daddy, he treats it so well



Credits
Writer(s): Cole Porter
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