(Emcee:)
And now, mein damen und herren, madames et monsieurs, ladies and gentlemen, the Kit Kat Klub is proud to present a most talented young lady from England. Yes, England! I give you, and don't forget to bring her back when you're finished with her, the toast of Mayfair, Fraulien Sally Bowles!

(Sally:)
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 night club
In a pair of lacy pants.

So please sir,
If you run into my Mama,
Don't reveal my indisrection,
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 would 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 a great big favor?
And please my sweet potat-er
Keep this from the mater,
Though my dance is not against the law!
You can tell my Papa, that's all right,
Cause he come in here every night!
But don't tell Mama what you saw!

(All:)
Mama
Thinks I'm on a tour of Europe
With a couple of my school chums
And a lady chaperone.
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

(Sally:)
Just leave well enough alone.

Hush up,

(Girls:)
Don't tell Mama!

(Sally:)
Shush up,

(All:)
Don't tell Mama!
Don't tell Mama
Whatever you do!

(Sally:)
If you had a secret
You'd bet I would keep it!

(All:)
I would never tell on you!
You wouldn't want to get me in a pickle,

(Sally:)
And have her go and cut me off without a nickel!

(All:)
So let's trust one another,
Keep this from my mother,
Though I'm still as pure as mountian snow.

(Sally:)
You can tell my uncle here and now,
Cause he's my agent anyhow!

(Girls:)
But don't tell Mama what you know!

(Sally:)
You can tell my Grandma, suits me fine,
Just yesterday she joined the line!

(Girls:)
But don't tell Mama what you know!

(Sally:)
You can tell my brother, that ain't grim,
Cause if he squeals on me I'll squeal on him!

(All:)
But don't tell Mama, bitte,
But don't tell Mama, please, sir,
But don't tell Mama what you know!

(Girls:)
Shh! Shh!

(Sally:)
If you see my Mummy,
Mum's the word!

(Emcee:)
Sally Bowles! Thank you sally! Isn't she beautiful? And thank you Rosie, Lulu, Frenchie, Texas, Fritzie, and Helga!

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