Mama Goes Where Papa Goes
How come Henry dear, said Mrs Henry Brown
You always disapper when the evening sun goes down
'Cause I don't know but Henry I suspect
You found a friend of the female sex
So from now on, mama's gonna go along
Just to make sure you keep your willpower strong
Yeah, mama goes where papa goes
Or papa don't go out tonight (no sir)
Mama goes 'cause mama knows
He can't be trusted out of her sight
Mama's got a feelin' that she must be near
Just to help her papa keep his conscience clear
So mama goes where papa goes
Or papa don't go out tonight!
Here's your bedroom slippers and your favorite pipe
Here's your yellow bathrobe with the gorgeous purple stripe
Here's your armchair and the paper that you read
And here's the lovin' mama who's got everything you need
There's your struttin' slippers and your evening clothes
There's your spaz and gloves, you know who paid for those
Now you can go and step, but listen, papa dear
There ain't a thing out there you can't get in here
Now I've had plenty of daddies, and you ain't the worst
But your mama here believes in safety first
And any married woman will admit I'm right
A husband in the home is worth a dozen out of sight!
Oh, mama goes where papa goes
Or papa don't go out tonight
I said mama goes 'cause mama knows
He can't be trusted out of her sight (yeha)
A teacher used to tell me when I went to school
And girl who trust a man is a doggone fool
So, mama goes where papa goes
Oh papa
I said papa
Mama goes where Papa goes
Or Papa don't go out tonight
You always disapper when the evening sun goes down
'Cause I don't know but Henry I suspect
You found a friend of the female sex
So from now on, mama's gonna go along
Just to make sure you keep your willpower strong
Yeah, mama goes where papa goes
Or papa don't go out tonight (no sir)
Mama goes 'cause mama knows
He can't be trusted out of her sight
Mama's got a feelin' that she must be near
Just to help her papa keep his conscience clear
So mama goes where papa goes
Or papa don't go out tonight!
Here's your bedroom slippers and your favorite pipe
Here's your yellow bathrobe with the gorgeous purple stripe
Here's your armchair and the paper that you read
And here's the lovin' mama who's got everything you need
There's your struttin' slippers and your evening clothes
There's your spaz and gloves, you know who paid for those
Now you can go and step, but listen, papa dear
There ain't a thing out there you can't get in here
Now I've had plenty of daddies, and you ain't the worst
But your mama here believes in safety first
And any married woman will admit I'm right
A husband in the home is worth a dozen out of sight!
Oh, mama goes where papa goes
Or papa don't go out tonight
I said mama goes 'cause mama knows
He can't be trusted out of her sight (yeha)
A teacher used to tell me when I went to school
And girl who trust a man is a doggone fool
So, mama goes where papa goes
Oh papa
I said papa
Mama goes where Papa goes
Or Papa don't go out tonight
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Writer(s): Milton Ager, Jack Yellen
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