This morning my little girl
Came up to my bed
She was troubled and lonely
I could see
I could tell she'd been crying
Her eyes were all red
And with her head on my pillow
She said to me
"I've got too many daddies
A new one each night
And mommy, don't be mad
When I say
Though I try to love them
With all of my might
Still they just send me away
They give me dirty looks
And dollies
And dollars
And dimes
But with all of my daddies
None have the time
To stay with me
And play with me
Like all daddies do
I've got too many daddies
And they all just love you
They give me dirty looks
And dollies
And dollars
And dimes
But with all of my daddies
None have the time
To stay with me
And play with me
Like all daddies do
I've got too many daddies
And they all just love you"