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