Ma - Quincy Jones

Ma, he’s making eyes at me

Ma, he’s awful nice to me

Ma, he’s almost breaking my heart

I’m beside him

Mercy, let his conscience guide him

Ma, he wants to marry me

Be my honey bee

Every minute he gets bolder

Now he’s leaning on my shoulder

Ma, he’s kissing me

Ma, he’s making eyes at me

Ma, he’s awful nice to me

Ma, he’s almost breaking my heart

If you peek in

Can’t you see I’m goin' to weaken?

Ma, he wants to marry me

Be my honey bee

Ma I’m meeting with resistance

I shall holler for assistance

Ma, he’s kissing me