Lyrics Don't Tell Mama - Alan Cumming , Natasha Richardson

And now, meine Damen und Herren, Mesdames et Messieurs
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: Fraulein Sally Bowles!

Here's Sally!
Isn't she beautiful? And she's hot, hot, hot!

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 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 patater
Keep this from the Mater
Though my dance is not against the law
You can tell my Papa, that's all right
'Cause 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 chums
And a lady chaperone (Hello darlings!)
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

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
You wouldn't want to get me
In a pickle
And have her go and cut me off
Without a nickel
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
'Cause he's my agent anyhow
But don't tell Mama what you know
You can tell my grandma, suits me fine
Just yesterday, she joined the line
But don't tell Mama what you know
You can tell my brother, that ain't grim
'Cause 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

Shhh, shhh

If you see my mummy, mum's the word!

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