Song parody of
Heaven Help the Working Girl
by Norma Jean
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"Good morning, sir, what'll you have?" That's how I start my day
I spend nearly half my life in this little dim cafe
I listen to their troubles, I'd try to be their friend
But heaven help the working girl in a world that's 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
Thank you, sir, you're very kind, I think I'll pass this time
We'd both be sorry if I did go home to your wife and your kids
It's just the bottle talkin', I'm familiar with that sound
Oh, heaven help the working girl till true love comes around
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
"Good morning, sir, what'll you have?" That's how I start my day
I spend nearly half my life in this little dim cafe
I listen to their troubles, I'd try to be their friend
But heaven help the working girl in a world that's 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
Thank you, sir, you're very kind, I think I'll pass this time
We'd both be sorry if I did go home to your wife and your kids
It's just the bottle talkin', I'm familiar with that sound
Oh, heaven help the working girl till true love comes around
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