Mama
Thinks I'm living in a convent
A secluded little convent
In the southern part of France
Mama
Doesn't even have an inkling
That I'm working in a nightclub
In a pair of lacy pants
So please, sir
If you run into my mama
Don't reveal my indiscretion
Give a working girl a chance
Hush up, don't tell mama
Shush up, don't tell mama
Don't tell mama, whatever you do
If you had a secret, you bet I would keep it
I would never tell on you
I'm breaking every promise that I gave her
So won't you kindly do a girl a great big favor?
And please, my sweet potater
Keep this from the mater
Though my dance is not against the law
You can tell my papa, that's alright
Cause he comes in here every night
But don't tell mama what you saw
Mama
Thinks I'm on a tour of Europe
With a couple of my school chums
And a lady chaperone
Mama
Doesn't even have an inkling
That I left them all in Antwerp
And I'm touring on my own
So please, sir
If you run into my mama
Don't reveal my indiscretion
Just leave well enough alone
Hush up, don't tell mama
Shush up, don't tell mama
Don't tell mama, whatever you do
If you had a secret, you bet I would keep it
I would never tell on you
You wouldn't want to get me in a pickle
And have her go and cut me off without a nickel
So let's trust one another, keep this from my mother
Though I'm still as pure as mountain snow
You can tell my uncle, here and now
'Cause he's my agent anyhow
But don't tell mama what you know
You can tell my grandma, suits me fine
Just yesterday she joined the line
But don't tell mama what you know
You can tell my brother, that ain't grim
'Cause if he squeals on me, I'll squeal on him
But don't tell mama, bitte
Don't tell mama, please sir
Don't tell mama what you know
If you see my mummy, mum's the word
