And Her Mother Came Too

And Her Mother Came Too - Anne Ziegler

I seem to be the victim of a cruel jest

It dogs my footsteps with the girl I love the best

She's just the sweetest thing that I have ever known

But still we never get the chance to be alone

My car will meet her And her mother comes too

It's a two-seater Still her mother comes too

At Ciro's when I am free

At dinner supper or tea

She loves to shimmy with me And her mother does too

We buy her trouseau And her mother comes too

Asked not to do so Still her mother comes too

She simply can't take a snub I go and sulk at the club

Then have a bath and a rub And her brother comes too

There may be times when couples need a chaperone

But mothers ought to learn to leave a chap alone

I wish they'd have a heart and use their common sense

For three's a crowd and more it's treble the expense

We lunch at Maxim's And her mother comes too

How large a snack seems When her mother comes too

And when they're visiting me

We finish afternoon tea

She loves to sit on my knee And her mother does too

To golf we started And her mother came too

Three bags I carted When her mother came too

She fainted just off the tee

My darling whisper'd to me Jack dear at last we are free

But her mother came to