Oh, buggeration! It's Monday again.
Never mind, to cheer us up on this Tacky Music Monday, we have fur coats! Sequins! Luxury! Safety gays!
...and Mary Martin singing the filthy lyrics of My Heart Belongs to 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
There was a dame that at a football game
Made long for the strong undergraddie
I never dream of making the team
'cause 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
That my heart belongs to Daddy
'cause my Daddy, he treats it so well
Far better than thinking about work.
Have a great week, peeps!
Mary Martin biography
I may be a bit late for your cheering up monday post but trust me Mary Martin can cheer me up any time. Perfect delivery,timing and above all knowing whats she is singing even if the music sounds inocent.
ReplyDeleteShe was the mistress of the knowing look... Jx
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