Bright young woman came running from home With her life in her hands 'cause they gave her such a bad time Just a part-time lover and a full-time wife With her heart in the dark and her head out in the daylight Every small-town mother had a rumour on her lips "I could tell she was trash from her head to her fingertips" Now and again when she disagreed It was an interrupted melody
Shame was a runner for the lady to beat It left a fire in her belly and a pain in her feet Friends can be found on the lowest avenue You never ask for a name when they offer you a lean-to Now and again when she disagreed It was an interrupted melody
Working the week-end - tricks in the park Over exposure - meat for the sharks Turn out the headlights - pull up the car Business for pleasure - life after dark
There was Willie the Man with his wallet and charm He left a smile on her face and a mark in her arm And every Saturday night when the girls gave their best He was hustling trade for the kid from out West Now and again when she disagreed Just an interrupted melody
One thing she learned was never give It away They can take what they want just as long as they pay Now all that remains of that small-town life Is a letter from home and a look in her eye Now and again when she disagreed It was an interrupted melody
Working the week-end - tricks in the park Over exposure - meat for the sharks Turn out the headlights - pull up the car Business for pleasure - life after dark