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Musical: Cabaret
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[EMCEE] 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 give her back when you're finished with her- the toast of Mayfair... Fraulein 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 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! [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 inling 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, [ALL] 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 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 nickle. [ALL] So let's trust one another, Keep this from my mother, Though I'm still as pure as mountain snow. [SALLY] You can tell my Uncle Here and now 'Cause he's my agent anyhow, [KIT KAT GIRLS] But don't tell Mama what you know. [SALLY] You can tell my brother, That ain't grim 'Cause if her squeals on me I'll squeal on him, [ALL] But don't tell Mama, bitte Don't tell Mama, please, Sir. Don't tell Mama, what you know. [GIRLS] Sssh! Sssh! [SALLY] If you see my, Mummy, Mum's the word!
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