Compositor: Cole Porter
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 one 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, dad
So I want to warn you, laddie
Though I think you're perfectly swell
That my heart belongs to daddy
'Cause my daddy, he treats me so well
So well...!
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, dad
So I want to warn you, laddie
Though I think you're perfectly swell
That my heart belongs to daddy
'Cause my daddy, he treats me so well