Consternation on the dance-floor I can't take it anymore
My ugly girl-friend has these big eyes, she's running out the door
Get her back, the regulars cry
All the bar-flies are going dry
We need some business says the man reaching out with the greasy hand
We need some business says the man with the broken heart

Broken hearts are good for business these days, broken hearts are good for business always

Mass confusion on the turnpike, which way did the lady go?
Rumour has it she was flying through the toll-booth down the road
Get her back, the troopers cry, all the judges need a boost, bad reviews in the daily news, and the
Chickens come home to roost

Broken hearts are good for business these days, broken hearts are good for business always