Yes Indeed He Do!

I don't know what makes it rain Can't tell what makes it snow While I don't claim to know it all But there's some things I do know There's one thing in particular That I never have to guess I ask myself this question And I had to tell me, yeah Oh, do my sweet, sweet daddy love me? Yes, indeed he do Is he true as stars above me? What kind of fool is you? He don't stay from home all night More than six times a week Oh, I know that I'm his Sheba And I know that he's my Sheik And when I ask him where he's been He grabs a rocking chair Then he knocks me down And says, "It's just a little love lick, dear" But if some woman looks at him I'll tear her half in two Oh, do my sweet, sweet daddy love me? Yes, indeed he do Of course, my sweet daddy loves me Yes, indeed he do If he beats me or mistreats me What is that to you? I don't have to do no work Except to wash his clothes And darn his socks and press his pants And scrub the kitchen floor I wouldn't take a million For my sweet, sweet daddy Jim And I wouldn't give a quarter For another man like him Gee, ain't it great to have a man That's crazy over you Oh, do my sweet, sweet daddy love me? Yes, indeed he do