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…