I just listened to a recording on Spotify, by Marjorie Royer, from the album "Jazz & Blues on Edison, Volume 1" (2006) and it has the following additional verse:

VERSE 2: You ought to see her, you ought to see her.
Outside she's just as soft as silk,
But socially she's hard as nails.
She's just a gal who hates the males.
And when she's nasty, oh, when she's nasty,
She's 'bout as sweet as sour milk.
Nothin' she like better than
Feedin' poisoned food to a man.