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While tearing off a game of golf I may make a play for the caddie But if I do, I don't follow
through 'Cos my heart belongs to daddy
If I invite a boy some night To dine on my fine finan haddy 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, dad
So I want to warn you, laddy Though I know
that you're perfectly swell That my heart belongs to daddy Cos' my daddy, he treats it so well
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