Mame (From "Mame")

You coax the blues right out of the horn, Mame

You charm the husk right off of the corn, Mame

You've got the banjos strummin'

And plunkin' out a tune to beat the band

The whole plantation's hummin'

Since you brought Dixie back to Dixieland

You make the cotton easy to pick, Mame

You give my old mint julep a kick, Mame

Whoever thought a Yankee would

Put our little Dixie belles to shame?

You've made us feel alive again

You've given us the drive again

To make the South revive again, Mame

You make our black-eyed peas and our grits, Mame

Seem like the bill of fare at the Ritz, Mame

You came, you saw, you conquered

And absolutely nothin' is the same

Your special fascination'll

Prove to be inspirational

I think you're just sensational, Mame

Mame

Mame