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 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