Día del papi/ daddy

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 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-da
So I want to warn you, laddie
Though I know you’re perfectly swell
But my heart belongs to daddy
‘cause my daddy he treats it so well

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-da
So I want to warn you, laddie
Though I know you’re perfectly swell
That my heart belongs to daddy
‘cause my daddy, he treats it so well

-canción de Cole Porter