Lyrics of
Dorothy Parker's Hair

Of all the theatre critics
Dorothy was the worst
She could be most sarcastic
And cruel and perverse
If she were alive she'd be a friend of mine
CHORUS
Dorothy Parker's hair was dark and listless
Just like my hippy brother Chris's
If she was pessimistic
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Up in the old Algonquin
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