To polish up, my dear, I’m clever,
I will beautify you girls for ever,
I will enamel your face, your legs and hands,
If you want a husband I’ll yet you a man,
Yes, my dears, if a husband you desire,
I’ll get you a marquis, a lord, or squire,
Who will look in a bath and you admire,
Now listen to Madame Rachel.
Why should I disturb my mind,
They to punish me a way can’t find,