Bright young woman came running from home



With her life in her hands 'cause they gave her such a



bad time





Just a part-time lover and a full-time wife



With her heart in the dark and her head out in the



daylight





Every small-town mother had a rumour on her lips



"I could tell she was trash from her head to her



fingertips





Now and again when she disagreed



It was an interrupted melody





Shame was a runner for the lady to beat



It left a fire in her belly and a pain in her feet





Friends can be found on the lowest avenue



You never ask for a name when they offer you a lean-to





Now and again when she disagreed



It was an interrupted melody





Working the week-end--Tricks in the park



Over exposure--meat for the sharks



Turn out the headlights--Pull up the car



Business for pleasure--life after dark





There was Willie the Man with his wallet and charm



He left a smile on her face and a mark in her arm





And every Saturday night when the girls gave their



best



He was hustling trade for the kid from out West





Now and again when she disagreed



Just an interrupted melody





One thing she learned was never give It away



They can take what they want just as long as they pay







Now all that remains of that small-town life



Is a letter from home and a look in her eye





Now and again when she disagreed



It was an interrupted melody





Working the week-end--Tricks In the park



Over exposure--