Mamma raised a good girl, nice girl All my life a sweet girl, a soft girl All my life I've been a very very very good girl
But then my hips begin to sway As the music stars to play And the beats kicks in And my feet kick out And I'm on Holiday
But then I remember who I am Mamma raised a good girl, nice girl All my life a sweet girl, a soft girl All my life I've been a very very very good girl