(Kirsty MacColl/Pete Glenister)  She was a party girl, stayed up til the small hours  Now she's embarrassing and everybody laughs  At the girl with the face that could drive her baby wild  Now wasn't she the child with everything?  You should have seen her with her head held high  Now what do pretty girls do?  She used to be the apple of his eye  Now what do pretty girls do?  She went through such a lot  And never even learned  That even pretty girls can get their fingers burned  She's got a cabin in a town upon the border  She gets in trouble with the local law and order  Everybody's happy when she isn't at the door  She sends out invitations to everyone  They don't come  (And the phone ain't ringing for her now)  You should have seen her with her head held high  Now what do pretty girls do?  She used to be the same as me or you  Now what do pretty girls do?  Well they get older just like everybody else  She never thought she'd have to take care of herself  You should have seen her with her head held high  Now what do pretty girls do?  She used to be the apple of his eye  Now what do pretty girls do?  Collecting all the records and the posters  Of the people that she knew  And they knew  That she'd get older just like everybody else  She never thought she'd have to take care of herself