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.