Lyrics:

Well, my little girl is a sweet little girl but she does things that make your eyebrows curl
You let her loose for a Friday night
You know it's gonna end in a fight
Rosetta drinks her whisky neat
She gets in a fight and she might get beat
So I go round on the Saturday night and ask her if she feels alright
Rosetta are you better, are you well, well, well
Rosetta are you better, are you well, well, well
Well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well
When Friday comes she's fine again so we go to a club where we got friends
Knocked on the door but we couldn't get in 'cos the boss don't want no fuss
So we went up town and we drank around and Rosie ended on the ground
I took her home and I put her to bed and you can guess what I said
Rosetta are you better, are you well, well, well
Rosetta are you better, are you well, well, well
Well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well

Rosetta are you better, are you well, well, well
Rosetta are you better, are you well, well, well
Well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well

Well, my little girl is a sweet little girl but she does things, makes your eyebrows curl
You let her loose on a Friday night
You know it's gonna end in a fight
Rosetta are you better, are you well, well, well
Rosetta are you better, are you well, well, well
Well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well

Well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well
You know it's alright, (Well, well, well) you hear what I say (Well, well, well), take it easy, baby
Well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well
Well, well, well, well, well, well