Beware of Wrong Ladies

So she comes up one day, young and beautiful, gets friendly with the couple, and steals her husband.

Dory ends up in serious medical treatment but manages yet to write this beautiful song:

Beware
Of young girls
Who come to the door
Wistful and pale
Of twenty and four
Delivering daisies
With delicate hands
Beware
Of young girls
Too often they crave
To cry
At a wedding
And dance
On a grave
She was my friend
My friend
My friend
She was invited to my house
Oh yes
She was
And though she knew
My love was true
And
No ordinary thing
She admired
My wedding ring
She admired
My wedding ring
She was my friend
My friend
My friend
She sent us little silver gifts
Oh yes
She did
Oh what a rare
And happy pair
She
Inevitably said
As she glanced
At my unmade bed
She admired
My unmade bed
My bed
Beware
Of young girls
Who come to the door
Wistful and pale
Of twenty and four
Delivering daisies
With delicate hands
Beware
Of young girls
Too often they crave
To cry
At a wedding
And dance
On a grave
She was my friend
My friend
My friend
I thought her motives were sincere
Oh yes
I did
Ah but this lass
It came to pass
Had
A dark and different plan
She admired
My own sweet man
She admired
My own sweet man
We were friends
Oh yes
We were
And she just took him from my life
Oh yes
She did
So young and vain
She brought me pain
But
I’m wise enough to say
She will leave him
One thoughtless day
She’ll just leave him
And go away
Oh yes
Beware
Of young girls
Who come to the door
Wistful and pale
Of twenty and four
Delivering daisies
With delicate hands
Beware
Of young girls
Too often they crave
To cry
At a wedding
And dance
On a grave
Beware of young girls
Beware of young girls
Beware

Or in dramatized style, by Kate Dimbleby and Naadia Sheriff:

The story’s real, she’s of course Mia Farrow, I learned about Dory Previn in Woody Allen’s autobiography Apropos of Nothing, and I love her music now.

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