Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Daddy


Daddy
music & lyric by Bobby Troup

Hey, listen to my story 'bout a gal named Daisy Mae.
Her disposition is rather sweet and charming,
At times alarming, so they say.
She has a man who's talldarkhandsome, large and strong
To whom she used to sing this song...

Hey Daddy, I want a diamond ring, bracelets, everything.
Daddy, you ought to get the best for me, la-de-dah, dah-dah-dah.

Hey Daddy, gee, don't I look swell in sables? Clothes with Paris labels?
Daddy, you ought to get the best for me, la-de-dah, dah-dah-dah.

Here's 'n' amazing revelation with a lot of stimulation,
I'd be a great sensation; I'd be your inspiration.

Daddy, I want a brand new car, champagne, caviar.
Daddy, you ought to get the best for me...

Hey Daddy, gee, don't I look swell in sables? Clothes with Paris labels?
Daddy, you ought to get the best for me, la-de-dah, dah-dah-dah...


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