Heaven Help The Working Girl Lyrics - Norma Jean

"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