Lyrics:

Martha in the mornin',Oprah in the afternoon
Weddings in the Garden
Watchin' Tv on a sick day
Tel me: whats that mean to you?
Chorus:
They say I'm outta touch
But they don't know much about my world
Got a wing and a prayer and a job on the line
And there ain't no time for a Working Girl
Well,they say they respect me
In the fashion magazines
Oh,honey all I see is these girls don't look like
Me! Tell me: What's it like to be rich? and ever seventeen?
Repeat Chorus
Starry nights on the beach
The worlds in my reach
But they don't take American Express
Repeat Chorus
Got A wing and A prayer and
A boss and a job on the line
A Working Girl,I'm a
Working Girl