My name is.. lolita
and… i\’m not supposed to.. play with boys!
mon coeur est a papa
you know.. le proprietaire
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!
if i invite a boy some night,
to dine on my fine food and 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, daaaad
so i want to warn you laddie,
though i know that you\’re perfectly swell,
that my heart belongs to daddy,
cause my daddy, he treats it so well.
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!
if i invite a boy some night,
to cook up some hot enchilada,
though spanish rich is all very nice,
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, daaaad
so i want to warn you laddie,
though i know that you\’re perfectly swell,
that my heart belongs to daddy,
cause my daddy, he treats it so well
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