Fatima Brown 1915

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 3 Mar 2010
2010

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, Oh, how she has 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 Ooooh!
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.

Oh, how she has 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 Ooooh!
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.

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 has 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 Ooooh!
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.

Oh, how she has 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 Ooooh!
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.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Fatima Brown 1915
Music by Jimmie V.Monaco
Lyrics by Joe McCarthy
© MCMXV by Leo Feist Inc. - New York
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Wednesday 3 March 2010 at 17.02
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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