Sally says, take a look on the shelf

Sally says, that’s where I’ll find myself

One day, if I keep up this ridiculous pace

Josie rolls her eyes just a little

Checks herself in a compact mirror

Says, how could I improve upon this face?

Sally throws a blue down her neck

Picks up a red and says, ah, what the heck

Rubs her eyes, says, where’d you

get these, Josie babe?

And Billy Mac says

They never went out dressed like that in my day

They call Josephine the queen of France

They call Sally Sally ‘cause she can’t dance

Meanwhile Billy Mac's not been seen outside for days

Taxi tips them out on Broad Street

A quick one now before the hotel beat

Something large, cold and white please, Sally says

Then to the barman, don’t bother, son

I may be cheap but I’m not as much fun

as I look, now give me a drink and wipe that grin off your face

And Billy Mac says

They never went out dressed like that in my day

They never let them out looking like that in my day

Anywhere else but here, you’d think it was Friday

I bet Billy Mac’s got a glass to the wall,

Sally laughs as she falls into the hall

Looks around to find Josie, conspicuously missing

Out of mind and out of sight

She doesn’t need Josie or a man tonight

Blanket from the bedroom, bottle from the kitchen

Sun comes up over the rooftops

Shines in Sally’s eyes and it won’t stop

She shouts, hey Billy, put the kettle on, if you’re still listening

And Billy Mac says

They never went out dressed like that in my day

They never let them out looking like that in my day

Anywhere else but here, you’d think it was Friday

Anywhere else but here, you’d think it was Friday

Anywhere else but here…