Ooh yeah

Ooh baby, I love you

It's saturday night

Don't it feel like a Sunday in some ways

If you had any sense

You'd maybe go away for a few days

And be that as it may

You can only say that you're lonely

You are just a young girl

You're working your way through the phoneys

And coffee on, milk's gone

It's a sad light unfading

And yourself, you touch

Ooh, not too much, baby

They say it's degrading

Your friends they are making

A pop star or two every evening

And you know that seems backward

They can't see the patterns they're weaving

Your skin's so light

You'd like maybe to go to bed soon

So just close your eyes

If you're to rise up before noon

And high heels and car wheels

They are losers, they are groovin', yeah

Oh, your dreams, strange things

Images are moving, all around

Young girl blues

It's Saturday night

Don't it feel like a Sunday in some ways?

If you had any sense

You'd be there lady, oh baby for a few days

And be that as it may

Well you can only say that I'm so lonely

And you are just a young girl

Working your way

Just a young girl

Young girl blues, young girl blues

Watch out for the phoney

I say, you are just a young girl, ooh yeah

You are just a young girl, ooh yeah baby

You're just working your way

You're just working your way

Through the pho- , through the phoneys, yeah

Work your way, baby

You've got the young girl blues

You've got the young girl blues

Come on baby, I'm gonna be there soon

You, you, you've got those young girl blues

I say