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Don't Tell Mama Karaoke - Cabaret

To nagranie jest coverem Don't Tell Mama rozsławionym przez Cabaret

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About

Z wokalem (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo: variable (around 204 BPM)

Tonacja taka jak orginał: A

Czas trwania: 04:01 - Podgląd na stronie: 02:09

Data wydania: 1966
Genres: Musicals & Broadway, W języku angielskim
Słowa: Fred Ebb
Kompozytor: John Kander

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Tekst Don't Tell Mama

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
Shut 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 breakin' every 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
'Cos 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 chumps
And a lady chaperon
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
Don't tell mama
Don't tell mama
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 nickle
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 'cos he's my agent anyhow
But don't tell mama what you know
You can tell my grandma suits me fine
Just yesterday she join the line
But don't tell mama what you know
You can tell my brother that ain't grim
'Cos 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 is the word

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