This morning my little girl came up to my bed she was troubled and lonely I could see

I could tell she'd been cryin' 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 dollys and dollars and dimes

But with all of my daddies none have a 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...