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Mama thinks I'm living in a convent,
a secluded little convent
Mama doesn't even have an inkling
that I'm working in a nightclub
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 breaking every promise that I gave her.
So won't you kindly do a girl
And please my sweet potato
You can tell my papa that's all right
Cos he comes in here every night
But don't tell Mama what you
Mama, thinks I'm on a tour of Europe,
fits a couple of my school chaps,
Mama, doesn't even have an inkling,
that I left them all in Hanford,
and I'm touring on my own.
if you're runnin' to 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 could 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
So let's trust one another,
keep this from my mother,
though I'm still as pure as
cos he's my agent any how
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
But don't tell Mama Lisa,
don't tell Mama what you know
If you see my mummy, mum's the word
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