FATIMA BROWN
(Words by Joe McCarthy / Music by Jimmie V. Monaco, 1915)


In our town lived a girlie named Fatima Brown, she used
to dance night and day, light and gay, oh she certainly
was slick, she had the kick. But one day came a sporty
actor 'round our way, he promised he would marry her,
then he carried her off, the horrid thing, now this same
Fatima Brown is the rage of New York town. But,

Years ago, when Fatima started with her show, she used to
dance very mild, she was wild, when she found she didn't go,
she was a crow. Bye and bye funny little movements she
would try, she found the men admired her and inspired
her so, the rest you know. Now she almost shakes the
earth, and you get your money's worth. But,

Oh, how she changed, she used to dance the butterfly,
gracefully she'd kick so high; now she dances the seven
veils, but six veils must be shy, O o-o! If the home folks
knew, why they'll all come sneakin', even bring the deacon
down to town, she flitters here, she flitters there, flitters
almost everywhere, and you have to hold tight to your
chair, when you see Fatima Brown.