Moi? Mon coeur est a papa.
While tearing off a game of golf
I may make a play for the caddy,
but when I do, I don't follow through
'cause my heart belongs to daddy.
Yes, my heart belongs to daddy, so I simply couldn't be bad...
If I invite a boy some night to cook up a fine enchilada,
though spanish rice is all very nice...
My heart belongs to my daddy so I simply couldn't be bad...
So, I want to warn you laddie,
though I know that you're perfectly swell
that my heart belongs to my daddy.