BOTH: 
We're just two little girls from Little Rock 
We lived on the wrong side of the tracks 
But the gentlemen friends who used to call 
They never did seem to mind at all 
They came to the wrong side of the tracks 

MARILYN: 
Then someone broke my heart in Little Rock 
So I up and left the pieces there 
Like a little lost lamb I roamed about 
I came to New York and I found out 

BOTH: 
That men are the same way everywhere 

I was young and determined 
to be wined and dined and ermined 
And I worked at it all around the clock 

JANE: 
Now one of these days in my fancy clothes 
I'm a going back home and punch the nose 

BOTH: 
Of the one who broke my heart 

MARILYN: 
The one who broke my heart 

BOTH: 
The one who broke my heart in Little Rock 
Little Rock, Little Rock..... 
Little Rock! 

JANE: 
I'm just a little girl from Little Rock, 
a horse used to be my closest pal. 
Though I never did learn to read or write, 
I learned about love in the pale moonlight 
and now I'm an educated gal. 

MARILYN: 
I learned an awful lot in Little Rock 
And here's some advice I'd like to share 
Find a gentleman who is shy or bold 
Or short or tall, or young or old 

BOTH: 
As long as the guy's a millionaire! 

For a kid from the small street 
I did very well on Wall Street 
Though I never owned a share of stock 
And now that I'm known in the biggest banks 
I'm going back home and give my thanks 
To the one who broke my heart 

MARILYN: 
The one who broke my heart 

BOTH: 
The one who broke my heart 
In Little Rock!