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