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