| It was cold outside of Tiffany’s
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| I was shivering in the storm
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| I walked in and asked a gentleman
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| Could I please keep warm
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| He asked me, «How come a baby doll
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| Has no comfy place to go?»
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| So I told that kindly gentleman
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| My tale of old
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| Every baby needs a da-da-daddy
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| To keep her worry free
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| Every baby needs a da-da-daddy
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| But where’s the one for me?
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| Rich or poor, I don’t care who
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| If he hasn’t got a million then a half will do
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| Every baby needs a da-da-daddy
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| Could my da-daddy be you?
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| Every baby needs a da-da-daddy
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| With silver in his hair
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| Every baby needs a da-da-daddy
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| Who has some gold to spare
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| Some sweet softy who enjoys
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| Bringing home his baby little diamond toys
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| Every baby needs a da-da-daddy
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| Could my da-daddy be you?
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| Every baby needs a da-da-daddy
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| In case she runs aground
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| Every baby needs a da-da-daddy
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| To keep her safe and sound
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| Yes, we feel just like Red Riding Hood
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| 'Cause the wolves are awful hungry
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| In our neighborhood.
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| Every baby needs a da-da-daddy
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| Could my da-daddy be you?
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| Could my da-daddy be you? |