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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,
Thou my dance is not against the law
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 |
