Marilyn Monroe "My Heart Belongs To Daddy" testo

My Heart Belongs To Daddy

My name is Lolita...And er...I'm not supposed to play!...with boys!Moi? Mon coeur est a papa.You know, le proprietaire.No!

While tearing off a game of golfI may make a play for the caddyBut when I do, I don't follow throughCause my heart belongs to Daddy

If I invite a boy some nightTo dine on my fine food and haddieI just adore, his asking for moreBut my heart belongs to Daddy

Yes, my heart belongs to DaddySo I simply couldn't be badYes, my heart belongs to Daddy

So I want to warn you laddieThough I know that you're perfectly swellThat my heart belongs to DaddyCause my Daddy, he treats it so well

While tearing off a game of golfI may make a play for the caddyBut when I do, I don't follow throughCause my heart belongs to Daddy

If I invite a boy some nightTo cook up some hot enchiladaThough Spanish rice is all very niceMy heart belongs to Daddy

Yes, my heart belongs to DaddySo I simply couldn't be badYes, my heart belongs to Daddy

So I want to warn you laddieThough I know that you're perfectly swellThat my heart belongs to DaddyCause my Daddy, he treats it so well

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