My Heart Belongs To Daddy

My name is Lolita
And I'm not supposed to play with boys
Mon cœur est à papa
You know, le propriétaire

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

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

Yes, your heart belongs to daddy
So you simply couldn't be bad
Yes, your heart belongs to daddy
Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da

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

While tearing off a game of golf
I may make a play for the caddy
But when you do, you don't follow through
Shoo do ga do, shoo do ga do, ooo, daddy

If I invite a boy some night
To cook up a fine enchilada
Though Spanish rice is all very nice
Ba-da, ba-da, ba-da, ba-da, ba-da, da-da

Yes, your heart belongs to daddy
So you simply couldn't be bad
Yes, your heart belongs to Daddy
Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da

So I want to warn you, laddie
Though I know that you're perfectly swell
That your heart belongs to daddy
'Cause daddy ('cause daddy)
Your daddy (my daddy)
Your little ol' daddy, he treats it so
That little old man, he just treats it so good



Credits
Writer(s): Cole Porter
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