| While tearing off a game of golf
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| I may make a play for the caddy
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| But when I do, I don’t follow though
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| 'Cause my heart belongs to Daddy
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| If I invite a boy some night
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| To dine on my fine finnan haddie
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| I just adore his asking for more
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| But my heart belongs to Daddy
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| Yes my heart belongs to Daddy
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| So I simply couldn’t be bad.
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| Yes, my heart belongs to daddy
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| Da-da Da-da-da Da-da-da--ad
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| So I want to warn you laddie,
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| Though I think you’re perfectly swell
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| That my heart belongs to Daddy
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| 'Cause my daddy he treats it so well. |