My Heart Belongs To Daddy
Ella Fitzgerald
While tearing off a game of golf I may make a play for the caddy But when I do I don’t follow through my heart belongs to daddy If I invite a boy some night yo dine on my fine finnan haddie I just adore his asking for more my heart belongs to daddy Yes my heart belongs to daddy yes I simply couldn’t be bad Yes my heart belongs to daddy da dada dadada dadadad So I want to warn you laddy though I know you’re perfectly swell That my heart belongs to daddy my daddy he treats me so well Saint Patrick’s Day although I may be seen wearing green with a paddy. I’m always sharp when playing the harp my heart belongs to daddy Though other dames at football games may long for a strong undergraddy I never dream of making the team 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 dada dadada dadadad So I want to warn you laddie though I simply hate to be frank That I can’t be mean to daddy my da da daddy might spank