“"Well, Mama washed and combed and curled my hair And she painted my eyes and lips then I stepped into a satin Dancin' dress that had a split on the side clean up to my hip
It was red velvet trim and it fit me good
And standin' back from the lookin' glass
There stood a woman where a half grown kid had stood
She said "Here's your one chance Fancy, don't let me down.
Here's your one chance Fancy, don't let me down." ”