MA, HE'S MAKING EYES AT ME
 
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Little Lily was so simple and shy
All the fellows knew she wouldn't bill and coo
Every single night some smart fellow would try
To cuddle up to her, and she would cry,

Chorus: '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
Every minute he gets bolder. Now he's leaning on my shoulder
Ma! he's kissing me.'


Lily was so good, everybody could tell
You'd never see her roam, she'd always stay at home
All the neighbours knew Lily too well
For when the boys would call they'd hear her yell,

Chorus: '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. Oh mercy let his conscience guide him
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!'


'Oh Ma! he's making eyes at me! Ma! he's awful nice to me
Ma! he's almost breaking my heart
Is it proper, and did you do the same with poppa
Ma! he wants to marry me, be my honey bee
He's so daring, and so frisky, and he's drunk all father's whiskey
Ma! he's kissing me!'
 
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Written and composed by Con. Conrad - 1921
Performed by Hilda Glyder
Performed by Eddie Cantor (1892-1964)
 
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