She came in through the bathroom window,

Protected by a silver spoon.

But now she sucks her thumb and wonders

By the banks of her own lagoon.

Didn't anybody tell her?

Didn't anybody see?

Sunday's on the phone to Monday;

Tuesday's on the phone to me.

She said she'd always been a dancer,

She worked at fifteen clubs a day.

And though she thought I knew the answer;

Well, I knew that I could not say.

And so I quit the police department,

And got myself a steady job.

And though she tried her best to help me;

She could steal, but she could not rob.

Didn't anybody tell her?

Didn't anybody see?

Sunday's on the phone to Monday;

Tuesday's on the phone to me.