| I used to fall in love |
| With all those young boys |
| Who maul the young cuties, |
| But now I find I'm more inclined |
| To keep my mind on my duties. |
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| For since I came to care |
| For such a sweet millionaire, |
| While tearing off a game of golf, |
| I make a play for the caddy, |
| But when I do, I don't follow through, |
| Cause my heart belongs to Daddy. |
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| 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 can't be bad. |
| Yes, my heart belongs to Daddy, |
| Da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da-dad! |
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| So I want to warn you, laddie, |
| Tho' I know you're perfectly swell, |
| That my heart belongs to Daddy, |
| Cause Daddy treats it so well. |