Verse 1
I used to fall__In love with all___
Those boys who maul_____The young cut-ies.__
But now I find_____I'm more in-clined__
To keep my mind________On my duties.__
For since I came to care____
For such a sweet mil-lion-aire.

Refrain 1
While tear-ing off, a game of golf__
I may make a play for the cad-dy;
But when I do__I don't fol-low through
'Cause my heart be-longs to Dad-dy.

If I in-vite__a boy some night___
To dine on my fine fin-nan had-die,
I just a - dore__His ask-ing for more,
But my heart be-longs to Dad-dy.

Yes, my heart be-longs to Dad-dy.
So I simply could-n't be bad___
Yes, my heart be-longs to Dad-dy, 
Da-da, da-da-da da-da-da - ad!

So I want to warn you, laddie.__
Tho' I know you're per-fect-ly swell,
That my heart be-longs to Dad-dy
'Cause my Dad-dy, he treats it so well.

Verse 2
I used to fall__In love with all___
Those boys who maul_____Refined ladies.
But now I tell_____each young ga-zelle,
To go to Hell __ I mean, Hades.
For since I've come to care____
For such a sweet mil-lion-aire.

Refrain 2
Saint Patrick's Day, Al-though I may
Be seen wearing green with a paddy,__
I'm al-ways sharp When play-ing the harp,
'Cause my heart be-longs to Dad-dy.

Though other dames  At football games
May long for a strong undergraddy,
I never dream  Of making the team
'Cause my heart be-longs to Dad-dy.

Yes, my heart be-longs to Dad-dy,
So I simply couldn't be bad.___
Yes, my heart be-longs to Dad-dy,
Da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da dad!

So I want to warn you, lad-die,
Tho' I simply hat eto be frank,
That I can't be mean to Dad-dy
'Cause my Da-da-da-daddy might spare
In matters artistic  He's not modernistic
So Da-da-da-daddy might spank.