[1st verse:] Mabel Brown came to town All dress'd up in her gingham gown And a ribbon in her hair In her eyes a vacant stare Joined a show, wrote her beau Mabel wanted to let him know She was earning, so to speak Twenty dollars a week Her beau came down to New York town To see his Mabel dear The minute that he saw her flat He whispered in her ear [Refrain:] How do you do it, Mabel, on twenty dollars a week? Tell us how you are able on twenty dollars a week A fancy flat and a diamond bar Twenty hats and a motor car Go right to it but how do you do it On twenty dollars a week? [2nd verse:] Mabel's beau couldn't go Hung around for a week or so Till he'd written on a pad All the things that Mabel had When he'd spent ev'ry cent Right to Mabel he quickly went For a small financial loan Then he started for home Each girl he met down home, you bet He told them all he saw Next day a mob were on the job At Mabel's flat to roar [2nd refrain:] How do you do it, Mabel, on twenty dollars a week? Tell us how you are able on twenty dollars a week We'd like to work in the chorus too Earn our twenty the same as you If we knew it, we'd willingly do it On twenty dollars a week
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