Daddy's Little Girl Lyrics

My name is Frank Sinatra My game was to break the rules New York you were endless song Berlin you were my bombshell blonde Vegas in the red hot palm of my hand

In the President's suite on Fremont Blvd In the dealer's seat placing all my cards on the life Miami you were my clean dry scotch Milan you were the gold seam in my crotch Palm Springs in the red hot palm of my hand

And nobody will ever belong the way that I used to belong Playing dominos with some princess in France French francs falling out of my pants all night

New Orleans you were my favorite in the band Brazil you were my one night stand A golden mic in the red hot palm of my hand And nobody will ever belong the way that Frank used to belong Shooting dice with a sultan in Spain Dancing with chance in the rain till dawn
Would I change anything for a minute? Well of course I would now, who wouldn't? In those bright mornings of pain when I needed to change, that's when I realized that i couldn't! Some guys need to be loved by a woman I needed to be loved by the world So I'm sorry my sweet Nancy You're always going to be Daddy's Little Girl

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