|Go visit your grandmother,
Go tell your granny that you care.
Don’t you know how glad she would be
To look up and see
You standing there?
So go visit your grandmother,
Go tell her everything’s all right.
At the end of the play,
Call a cabbie and say:
“Take me to granny tonight.”
Go visit your grandmother,
|Don’t be a louse like your brother Miltie
He doesn’t know the meaning of guilty.
He likes to call her an alte-kocker,
Someday he’ll shock her off her rocker.
Just you be nicer than he is,
Go give the little lady a laugh.
You went to Fire Island this summer,
For God’s sake, show her the photograph!
One thing I’m going to tell you,
This truth is plainer than day:
If it wasn’t for that little old darling,
Where the hell would you be today?
So give her her due,
(From 70 Girls 70, Music by John Kander, Lyrics by Fred Ebb)
P.S. to mommyathome: Please pass our Mothers Day regards to your mom on our behalf.