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 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. 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.. While tearing off a game of golf, I may make a play for the caddy, but when I do, I don't follow through,ooh, daddy. I f I invite a boy some night to cook up a fine enchilada, though spanish rice is all very nice.. my heart belongs to my daddy so I simply couldn't be bad. So, I want to warn you laddie, though I know that you're perfectly swell, that my heart belongs to my daddy 'cause my daddy he treats it..so.. That little old man he just treats it so good!