Alma Cogan - What Am I Gonna Do, Ma?

What am I gonna do ma, do ma, do ma
What am I gonna do ma
Tell me, tell me, do

It's time I go married ma
I feel that way inclined
But who is the one to marry, ma
I can't make up my mind

What am I gonna do ma, do ma, do ma
What am I gonna do ma
Tell me, tell me, do
I can't make up my mind, you see
I love them all
And they all love me
Oh, ma what am I gonna do

When Jack McKay
Comes round I try
To set his heart alight
He never sees
He'd rather squeeze
His bagpipes all the night
There's Billy Blue, the sailor
Who is covered with tattoos
Once a guest
Who bares his chest
Then lectures on the views

Oh what am I gonna do ma, do ma, do ma
What am I gonna do ma
Tell me, tell me, do

Now I've had so many chances, ma
To be a blushing bride
But who is the one to marry, ma
I really can't decide

Oh what am I gonna do ma, do ma, do ma
What am I gonna do ma
Tell me, tell me, do
I can't make up my mind, you see
I love them all
And they all love me
Oh, ma what am I gonna do

And Asba Jess
I know at chess
His reputation's great
He's in a groove
Won't make a move
In case I make a mate
And handsome James
Who lion tames
At circuses he's king
But when with me
It's plain to see
He's frightened of the ring

Oh what am I gonna do ma, do ma, do ma
What am I gonna do ma
Tell me, tell me, do
I can't make up my mind, you see
I love them all
And they all love me
Oh, ma what am I gonna do, do, do
Oh, ma what am I gonna do