They used to call me twinkle toes, And I had my fill of admirers and beaus. I was quite a dancer of ballet, My pirouette and my grand Pliny were talked about for months and days. I had my choice of theaters and plays. I was photographed and interviewed. I had rich men begging me for an interlude. I had money tossed at me as if it were confetti, I was envied by people that were talent less and petty. And then all at once at the very peak of my illustrious career, I lost it all because I developed a taste for hamburger and beer.