Janie got a present late one Christmas day

Immaculate conception one could hardly say

She took her little baby and all her daddy's cash 

The guilt stayed forever but the money didn't last 



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Tell me no more secrets 

Tell me no more lies 

When the road you thought you were on 

Ain't the road to paradise



She said, "What's so lonely about being alone 

I've got this little boy that I can call my own" 

"Tomorrow," she said, "we're gonna start a new life"

She stared out the window and she turned out the light 



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Paradise 

It's funny it ain't much like...

Leave that girl alone to live her life 

She's been around enough to know what's wrong or right 



You don't gotta tell her 

You don't gotta tell her it's alright



Janie got pregnant she was the queen of our class 

Hot little romance but it didn't last 

Last time I saw her it was Thanksgiving day 

She was trading in her food stamps at the IGA



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