a more elaborate version of "Poor Lil" which is very close to what I have been singing for 30 years...My 'version' in parenthesis)

Her name was Lil, and she was a beauty, (Lil, se was a famous beauty)
And she lived in a house of ill reputy.
The gentlemen came from far to see (menfolk can from miles around)
Airy-fairy Lillian in her deshabillé.(just to see Poor Lil in her low-cut gown)
Airy-fairy Lillian in her deshabillé.

Now Lil was comely, Lil was fair,
And she had lots of yaller hair. (she had lovely golden hair)
But she drank too much of the Demon Rum,
And she smoked hashish and o-pi-um.
And she smoked hashish and o-pi-um.

And day by day her cheeks grew thinner
From insufficient protein(s) in her.
She grew deep hollows in her chest
And she had to go around completely dressed.
And she had to go around completely dressed.

Now clothes may make a girl go far,
But they have no place on a fille de joie .
And Lillian's troubles all began (stared when)
When she concealed her abdomen.
When she concealed her abdomen.

So Lillian went to the house physician
For him to prescribe for her condition.
He said, "You have, as we doctors say, ("You have got", the doc did say)
"Perni-ci-ous a-ne-mi-ay."
"Perni-ci-ous a-ne-mi-ay."

***He offered to her for its view (I think this verse was added somewhere..it feels wrong)
His penthouse on Park Avenue.
He came to see her every day,
And he shot her with his big X-Ray.
And he shot her with his big X-Ray.***


So Lil took treatments in the sun, she drank Scott's emul-si-on.
And she ate Mr. Fleischmann's yeast, (3 times daily, she ate yeast)
But still her clientle decreased.
But still her clientle decreased.

For you must know Lillian's clientelly
Rested largely (chiefly) on her belly.
She rolled it like the deep Pacific—
And that was something calorific.
And that was something calorific. (never liked this line, but have not improved it)

As Lillian lay in her dishonor
She felt the hand of the Lord upon her. (the Devil's hand upon her)
She cried,"my sins I now repents"
"But Satan, it'll cost you fifty cents!"
"Satan, it'll cost you fifty cents!"

(this last verse doesn't seem to me to 'fit' here- I have heard it, in some form, mixed in above, without the last line. I prefer to do without it)

Now Lillian underwent baptism,
And she adopted mysticism.
And every night when she went to sleep
She prayed the Lord her soul to keep
High above Park Avenue.