Mamma raised a good girl, nice girl
All my life a sweet girl, a soft girl
All my life I've been a very very very good girl

But then my hips begin to sway
As the music stars to play
And the beats kicks in
And my feet kick out
And I'm on Holiday

But then I remember who I am
Mamma raised a good girl, nice girl
All my life a sweet girl, a soft girl
All my life I've been a very very very good girl