Don't Call Me Mama Anymore - Cass Elliot

You can call me honey, you can call me pal

I’ll be your buddy buddy, maybe ever be your gal

But don’t call me mama anymore

Oh, you can call me fancy, you can cal me plain

If I should call ya Tarzan, then you can call me Jane

But don’t, don’t call me mama anymore

Lord knows I know some folks refer to me

As good old Mama Cass

Ah, but that was then, and now is now

And I’d like to give that handle a Pasedena

Call me Julie Andrews, Peggy Lee or Lucy Ball

Baby darlings, you can call me anything at all

But don’t, don’t call me mama anymore

You can call me partner, you can call me M’am

If your wife don’t understand you, and you’re smashed — my name is Sam

But don’t, don’t call me mama anymore

Call me Miss or Mrs, Betty Boo or Minnie Mouse

And you can call me madam even though this ain’t the house

But don’t, don’t call me mama anymore

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, if you come down with a fever

I’ll be glad to hold ya hand

I make chicken soup that’s really like no other

Well, I’m phoning you in hope that we’ll be life long friends

But precious I don’t wanna be your mother

Cos I’ve done that before and was really rather good at it

You can call me swinger — it ain’t true but what the hell

Call me fancy singer and you’ll really ring my bell

But don’t, don’t call me mama anymore

I’ll be your pet, your poopsie, your poochie, your peach

Your partner in crime

But in case you just forgot let me tell you one more time

Don’t, don’t you dare call me mama anymore

You can call me Cass