Ooh, it's Saturday night
Don't it feels 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 say, that you just love me
'Cause you are just a young girl
You're working your way through the phoneys

Coffee's on, milk's gone
It's a sad light unfading
And your self, you touch
But don't touch yourself to much
'Cause they say it's degrading

And your friends they are making
pop star or two or three, every evening
And you know that seem backward
They can't see the patterns they're weaving

And your skin's so light
You'd like maybe to go to bed soon
So just close your eyes, baby
If you're to rise up before noon

High heels and car wheels
Yeah, the losers, they are groovin'
Ohh, your dreams, strange things
'Cause images keep on moving all around

You are just a young girl
Young girl blues
I say you are just a young girl
Young girl, ooh yeah

You're just working your way
Just working your way
Just working your way

You've got the young girl blues
You've got the young girl blues [bad word] 
I'm gonna play that soon

You've got the young girl blues
Young girl blues
Young girl blues
You've just got the blues