My Heart Belongs To Daddy

My name is Lolita And uh... I'm not supposed to play... with boys! What? Uh uh! Mon cur eta Papa You know, le propritaire 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, dad 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 I do, I 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, my heart belongs to Daddy So I simply couldn't be bad Yes, my heart belongs to my Daddy Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, da, dad So I want to warn you, laddie Though I know that you're perfectly swell That my heart belongs to Daddy 'Cause Daddy, my Daddy My little ol' Daddy treats it so That little old man, he just treats it so good