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 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 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