Lyrics Ma, He's Making Eyes at Me - Count Basie & His Orchestra
Little
Lilly
was
oh!
So
silly
and
shy
And
all
the
fellows
knew,
She
wouldn't
bill
and
coo:
Ev'ry
single
night
some
smart
fellow
would
try
O
cuddle
up
to
her,
but
she
would
cry:
"Ma,
he's
making
eyes
at
me!
Ma
he's
awful
nice
to
me!
Ma
he's
almost
breaking
my
heart,
I'm
beside
him,
Mercy!
Let
his
conscience
guide
him!
Ma,
he
wants
to
marry
me,
Be
my
honey
bee.
Ev'ry
minute
he
gets
bolder,
Now
he's
leaning
on
my
shoulder,
Ma,
he's
kissing
me!"
Lilly
was
so
good,
ev'ry
body
could
tell.
You'd
never
see
her
roam,
She'd
always
stay
at
home;
All
the
neighbors
knew
little
Lilly
too
well.
For
when
the
boys
would
call,
They'd
hear
her
yell:
Ma,
he's
making
eyes
at
me!
Ma
he's
awful
nice
to
me!
Ma
he's
almost
breaking
my
heart,
If
you
peek
in,
Can't
you
see
I'm
goin'
to
weaken?
Ma,
he
wants
to
marry
me,
Be
my
honey
bee.
Ma,
I'm
meeting
with
resistance,
I
shall
holler
for
assistance,
Ma,
he's
kissing
me!"
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