My Heart Belongs to Daddy

While tearing off a game of golf I may make a play for the caddy But when I do, I don't follow though '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--ad So I want to warn you laddie, Though I think you're perfectly swell That my heart belongs to Daddy 'Cause my daddy he treats it so well --- My Heart Belongs to Daddy - Lisa Ekdahl