Don't Tell Mama

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,
Fräulein 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 thinks I'm on a tour of Europe
With a couple of my school chums
And a lady chaperone
Mama
Mama doesn't even have an inkling
That I left the tour in Hamburg
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 her go and cut me off without a nickel
So lets trust one another
Keep this from my mother
Thou I'm still as pure as mama's soul
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 that's just fine
Cause yesterday she joined the line
But don't tell mama what you know!
You can tell my brother, that ain't grim
So 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 mammy mums the word