Facility Girls

She's a secretary in the daytime

A modern venus on the 8th floor

She's a secretary in the daytime

A bright young thing

With a promising career

She's got the abilities

She's got the facilities

She's got the abilities

She's got the facilities

She's a secretary in the daytime

A model beauty

At the typewriter

She's a secretary in the daytime

A smile for boss

And she's doing fine

She's got the abilities

She's got the facilities

She's got the abilities

She's got the facilities

She's a secretary in the daytime

She's a secretary in the daytime

She makes herself a drink and she climbs into bed

The sheets so clean and cool

It's so nice to rest her aching head

She thinks back on her working day

Her boss; the silly things he says

She smiles, she shuts her eyes

And she's dreaming of Terry, a mechanic

Sometimes working 8 'til 10

It's so rare she ever sees him

And she wants so much to see him again

He bought her a ring and the flowers on her bedside table

And she knows that she loves him, but does he love her?

She kisses the photo on the wall beside her bed

And tries to hold back a silly tear

She's a working girl now, and Mummy lives so far away

So She bites her lip

She knows that Terry will be calling soon one day

I look at the clock and I'm feeling the rhythm of love

(It's going through me)

I look at the light and it sends a lonely shiver down my spine

(It gets right to me)

I'm thinking of you in some-one else's arms

I'm thinking of you in some-one else's eyes

You're everything I like and everything I despise

(Why don't you leave me?)

Running my fingers through your hair

Running your fingers down the back of my neck

Playing your games with your innocent eyes

I try hard to smile through all of your lies

That start to hurt me, hurt me

It's like a page from true-love stories

It's like a page from true-love stories

It's like a page from true-love stories

A page from true-love stories

She's a secretary in the daytime

A modern venus on the 8th floor

She's a secretary in the daytime

A bright young thing

With a promising career

She's got the abilities

She's got the facilities

She's got the abilities

She's got the facilities

It's like a page from true-love stories

It's like a page from true-love stories

It's like a page from true-love stories

A page from true-love stories

She found a message on her typewriter

(Like a page from true-love stories)

It said that she was just a normal girl, (It's like a dream)

They also felt she was a human being (like a dream)

They said that she was a facility (A dream)

She found a message on her typewriter, (It's like a dream)

It said that she was just a normal girl, (Like a dream, dream dream)

They also felt she was a human being

They said that she was a facility (Like a dream)

Dream, dream, dream, dream

Shhhhhhh, Goodnight