Red hot mama, red hot mama, You're the one we need Red hot mama, some charmer, yes, indeed They say that I should be In the follies, hot tamales They say that I've got a pair of eyes Just like old Svengali's I confess that I possess The sweetest charms in town And unless I miss my guess The boys all follow me around. I could make a music master drop his fiddle Make a bald-headed man part his hair in the middle Cause I'm a red hot mama, red hot mama But I'll have to turn my damper down.