Betty was a working girl

living in the bottom half of the world

Saving up for Friday night

dancing underneath the lights, she would whirl



Dance, come on Betty sing, come on Betty, fly by night



Every man she meets appears to like her, then they whisper

`You coming outside?'

Leaning up against the fence

breathing hard and trying hard not to cry



Love, come on Betty give, come on Betty live for love



Who loves you Betty, always something standing in your way

You better get out Betty babe

Who loves you Betty, always someone looking the other way

You better get out Betty babe



There's always someone left behind, the crippled boy

the last in line, the lost soul

Love today is bought and sold

Betty wants the love of days gone old



Prim, proper little miss, gimme a little kiss, don't fuss



Who loves you Betty, always something standing in your way

you better get out Betty babe

Who loves you Betty, always someone looking the other way

you better get out Betty babe