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
So please, sir, if you run into my mama,
don't reveal my indiscretion
Give a working girl a chance
I would never tell on you
so please my sweet potato,
You can tell my papa that's right
cause he comes in here every night
Mama thinks I'm on a tour of Europe
with a couple of my scoochums
Mama doesn't even have an inkling
that I left them all in Antwerp
and I'm touring on my own
don't reveal my indiscretion
Just leave well enough alone
Shush up, don't tell mama
I would never tell on you
You wouldn't want to get me
So let's trust one another,
You can tell my uncle here and now
cause he's my agent anyhow
But don't tell mama what you know
cause yesterday she joined the line
But don't tell my mama what you know
When he squeezes on me I squeal on him
Don't tell Mama what you know