The Platters — My Heart Belongs To Daddy

I used to fall in love with all those boys Who maul the young cuties But now I find, I'm more inclined To keep my mind on my duties 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 his 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-da So I want to warn you, laddie Though I know you're perfectly swell But my heart belongs to daddy €~Cause my daddy, he treats it so well There was a dame that a football game Made long for the strong under graddie I never dream of making the team €~Cause 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-da 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