[MAMA]
Seldom comes to see me
Hardly ever calls
When he sends me letters
They're just two-line scrawls

Isn't he something!

Things he says out loud I wouldn't dare
Or I'd have to hide
Skates along through life without a care
Or a shred of pride
But look at him glide!
Isn't he something?
See how he glides!

He's having the time of his life
Life filled to the brim
And I've had the time of my life
Living through him

Some men are tender souls
And worthy goals
They keep fulfilling
Some men ignore the rules
Are rogues and fools
And thrilling
Honey
If he had the slightest sense of shame
It would be a shame
And isn't he shameless?
Doesn't he glide?
Isn't he something!

Carelessness and being free of care
Aren't they the same?

Some men live to be good
Some men live to be bad
Some men live just to sparkle
And doesn't he sparkle?
See how he glides!
Isn't he something...