(C. Murphy/Sloan) 



All the resumes were splendid 

But she's the one they recommended 

For the job but starting late in life 

Means she can't celebrate 



She hasn't time or energy 

To spend on friends and family 

She's got some catching up to do 

And precious hours are few 



Oh the life of a working girl 

I used to see her all the time 



She's young at heart but no teenager 

Early thirties I would wager 

I came along a little later 

So I could merely carbon date her 



Age, she's not keen to 

It's a trap, I a door 

In the stage she can go through 

Until the encore 



Now she's the one who gives belated 

Birthday wishes devastated 

She forgot it on the day 

But this is not a job that pays her 



By the hour or she'd be set 

Before the sun so she forgets 

These things like light upon her face 

Who'll spring her from this place 



Oh the life of a working girl 

I used to see her all the time 

Oh the life of a working girl 

I used to see her all the time 



Now someone's had a few successes 

Who, I'll give you twenty guesses 

Take some credit just admit it 

Everybody knows you did it 



It's not that I'm not happy for her 

But it's not easy to adore her 

From afar does she get lonely 

Like I do if I could only see her all the time 



See her all the time 

Oh the life of a working girl 

I used to see her all the time 

Oh the life of a working girl 

I used to see her all the time