A popular song from 1917 Words by Chas. McCarron Music by Albert Von Tilzer
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Chorus:
Down at Madam Dooley’s Beauty Parlor
The way they treat those girls they make them holler
They squeeze them in with laces
And calsomine their faces
They boil them out with vapor
And scrape them with sandpaper
Double chins made single for a dollar
They poke them and they choke them ’till they drop
A poor round shouldered girl
Went in and took the test
They turned her head around and now she’s got “some” chest
A girl removed her moles
It left her full of holes
Down at Madam Dooley’s Beauty Shop
Chorus:
Down at Madam Dooley’s Beauty Parlor
They put a fat girl in a thirteen collar
Old Ladies in their eighties
They make like newborn babies
They take a little pimple
And make a little dimple
They can chase their freckles with Dutch Cleanser
And bake their little corns until they pop
A girl went in who had been cross-eyed many years
And every time she cried
The tears went in her ears
They turned them back again
And she rolled them at the men
Down at Madam Dooley’s Beauty Shop
Sung by Vancha March: