There was a crazy lady at the pizza joint last night Talkin' and singin' and dancin' around the room Everyone there ignored her it was clear she wasn't right She sang in different octaves but she always stayed in tune Nobody could avoid her though they did their best to try Laughin' behind their slices and their brew Tryin' to get a look at her without catching her eye She yelled out "I'm sick of New England, and I'm sick of you" God how must it be, to be the one no one can see ? She would scream and stare We acted like she wasn't there Like an invisible lady, invisible lady Invisible lady, invisible lady She was sittin' alone at the jukebox with her quarters in her hand Pourin' 'em in to keep from goin' sad She made sexual innuendoes and embarrassed some young men She wanted someone there to want her maybe no one ever had She was wearin' a pound of makeup But her looks were in her mind And she felt the rhythm take up in her feet A couple of rude boys spoke to her and of course they were unkind She said "I'm goin' where they know me down on forty-second street" (Chorus) I asked the waitress who she was She leaned and whispered low "she's just a crazy lady, comes in all the time Tonight we let her stay because the business is so slow But really, nice folks hate to eat Around a girl who's lost her mind God, how must it be, to be the one no one can see ? She would scream and stare And we acted like she wasn't there Like an invisible lady, invisible lady Invisible lady, invisible lady No wonder she's crazy She's an invisible lady, invisible lady Invisible lady, invisible lady,