Don’t Tell Mama Lyrics

M.C.:
Meine Damen und Herren, Madames et Messieurs,
Ladies and Gentlemen!
Und now the Kit Kat Club is proud to present the toast of Mayfair,
Frulein Sally Bowles!
SALLY BOWLES:
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 could keep it
I would never tell on you!
I'm breakin' ev'ry promise that I gave her
So, won't you kindly do a girl a great big favor
And please, my sweet potato,
Keep this from my mater,
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You could tell my papa, that's alright!
'Cause he comes in here ev'ry night
But don't tell mama what you saw!
GIRLS:
Mama
Since I wanted go to Europe
With a couple of my school chumps
And a lady chaperon
Mama
Doesn't even have an inkling
That I left the morning after
And I'm touring on my own
So, please, sir,
If you run into my mama
Don't reveal my indiscretion
SALLY BOWLES:
Just leave well enough alone
SALLY and GIRLS:
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 could keep it
I would never tell on you!
You wouldn't want to get me in a pickle
And have a girl ain't cut me off without a nickel
So let's cross one another
Keep this from my mother
Thou