Gypsy If Momma Was Married Lyrics
If Momma Was Married by Gypsy
If momma was married we'd live in a house
As private as private can be
Just momma, three ducks, five canaries
A mouse, two monkeys, one father, six turtles and me
If momma was married
If momma was married I'd jump in the air
And give all my toe shoes to you
I'd get all those hair ribbons out of my hair
And once and for all I'd get momma out too
If momma was married
Momma get out your white dress
You've done it before without much success
Momma Godspeed and God bless
We're not keeping score what's one more or less
Oh momma say yes
And waltz down the aisle while you may
I'll gladly support you, I'll even escort you
And I'd gladly give you away
Oh momma get married today
If momma was married there wouldn't be anymore
Let me entertain you, let me make you smile
I would do some kicks, I would do some tricks
Sing out, Louise, smile baby
Momma please take our advice
We aren't The Lunts, I'm not Fanny Brice
Momma we'll buy you the rice
If only this once you wouldn't think twice
It could be so nice if momma got married to stay
But momma gets married and married and married
And never gets carried away
Oh momma, oh momma, oh momma get married today
As private as private can be
Just momma, three ducks, five canaries
A mouse, two monkeys, one father, six turtles and me
If momma was married
If momma was married I'd jump in the air
And give all my toe shoes to you
I'd get all those hair ribbons out of my hair
And once and for all I'd get momma out too
If momma was married
Momma get out your white dress
You've done it before without much success
Momma Godspeed and God bless
We're not keeping score what's one more or less
Oh momma say yes
And waltz down the aisle while you may
I'll gladly support you, I'll even escort you
And I'd gladly give you away
Oh momma get married today
If momma was married there wouldn't be anymore
Let me entertain you, let me make you smile
I would do some kicks, I would do some tricks
Sing out, Louise, smile baby
Momma please take our advice
We aren't The Lunts, I'm not Fanny Brice
Momma we'll buy you the rice
If only this once you wouldn't think twice
It could be so nice if momma got married to stay
But momma gets married and married and married
And never gets carried away
Oh momma, oh momma, oh momma get married today