Gets up at 7:10
Fall off to sleep again
What is the use of three hours sleep
When you've a job to keep?

Drag yourself out of bed
Nursing your aching head
Hurriedly take your toast and tea
Run off without the key

It's a hard young life
Wrought with sin and strife
For the average city girl

Squashed in the underground
Paid to get pushed around
Stand by the man or sit and stare
Miniskirts aren't so rare

Get to the office at last
Why do they start so fast?
Not even time to paint your face
Must think at typing pace

It's a hard young life
Frought with sin and strife
For the average city girl

How the last hour drags
Start the third park of fines
Queue out the door and sigh for the joys
Of a night out with the boys

See all the pictures twice
Lose on the loaded dice
What've you got to laugh about
Can't you see you've been left out

Lyrics submitted by warpseven

City Girl song meanings
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