Lyrics:

Good Morning Sir Whatll You Have Thats How I Start My Day
i Spend Nearly Half My Life In This Little Dim Cafe
i Listen To Their Troubles Id Try To Be Their Friend
but Heaven Help The Working Girl In A World Thats Run By Men
oh Heaven Help The Working Girl Then Goin Gets Rough In This Old World
filled With Men Who Spend Their Time
tellin Lies Breathin Sighs Gettin Wise Havin Cries And Drinkin Too Much Wine
[ Guitar - El.banjo ]
thank You Sir Youre Very Kind I Think Ill Pass This Time
wed Both Be Sorry If I Did Go Home To Your Wife And Your Kids
its Just The Bottle Talkin Im Familiar With That Sound
oh Heaven Help The Working Girl Till True Love Comes Around
oh Heaven Help The Working Girl...