It was cold outside of TiffanysnI was shivering in the stormnI walked in and asked a gentlemannCould I plea-ease keep warmnnHe asked me how come a baby dollnHas no comfy place to gonSo I told that kindly gentlemannMy tale of woennEvery baby needs a da-da-daddynTo keep her worry freenEvery baby needs a da-da-daddynBut where's the one for mennRich or poor I don't care whonIf he hasn't got a million then a half will donEvery baby needs a da-da-daddynCould my da-daddy be younnEvery baby needs a da-da-daddynWith silver in his hairnEvery baby needs a da-da-daddynWho has some gold to sparenSome sweet softy who enjoysnBringin' home his baby little diamond toys, oh ho!nEvery baby needs a da-da-daddynCould my da-daddy be younnEvery baby needs a da-da-daddynIn case she runs agroundnEvery baby needs a da-da-daddynTo keep her safe and soundnYes we feel just like Red Ridin' HoodnCause the wolves are awful hungry in our neighbourhoodnOh every baby needs a da-da-daddynCould my da-daddy be younCould my da-daddy be you