Charming Hostess - Klezs** lyrics

(My greenhorn cousin came to me, beautiful, With cheeks like red oranges, Eyes like heaven in the springtime, And feet that wanted to dance. As the years pa**ed, she became a ruin. She gathered paychecks week by week Until nothing was left of her.) Today, when I meet my cousin and I ask her: "How ya doing, greenhorn?" She sighs, and I read from her expression: "Columbus' land should burn!"