Come out Virginia, don't let me me wait
You Catholic girls start much too late Ah, but sooner or later it comes down to fate I might as well be the one |
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Well they showed you a statue and told you to pray
They built you a temple and locked you away
Ah, but they never told you the price that you pay
For things that you might have done . . .
Well only the good die young, that's what I said
Only the good die young
Only the good die young
You might have heard I run with a dangerous crowd
We ain't too pretty we ain't too proud
We might be laughing a bit too loud
Ah, but that never hurt no one
So come on Virginia show me a sign
Send up a signal I'll throw you a line
The stained-glass curtain you're hiding behind
Never lets in the sun
And darling only the good die young
I tell you only the good die young
Only the good die young
You got a nice white dress and a party on your confirmation
You got a brand new soul
And a cross of gold
But Virginia they didn't give you quite enough information
You didn't count on me
When you were counting on your rosary
Well they say there's a heaven for those who will wait
Some say it's better but I say it ain't
I'd rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints
The sinners are much more fun . . .
You know that only the good die young
I tell you only the good die young
Only the good die young
Said your mother told you all that I could give you was a reputation
Oh, she never cared for me
But did she ever say a prayer for me?
Come out, come out, come out Virginia, don't let me me wait
You Catholic girls start much too late
But sooner or later it comes down to fate
I might as well be the one
You know that only the good die young, I tell you
You know that only the good die young
They built you a temple and locked you away
Ah, but they never told you the price that you pay
For things that you might have done . . .
Well only the good die young, that's what I said
Only the good die young
Only the good die young
You might have heard I run with a dangerous crowd
We ain't too pretty we ain't too proud
We might be laughing a bit too loud
Ah, but that never hurt no one
So come on Virginia show me a sign
Send up a signal I'll throw you a line
The stained-glass curtain you're hiding behind
Never lets in the sun
And darling only the good die young
I tell you only the good die young
Only the good die young
You got a nice white dress and a party on your confirmation
You got a brand new soul
And a cross of gold
But Virginia they didn't give you quite enough information
You didn't count on me
When you were counting on your rosary
Well they say there's a heaven for those who will wait
Some say it's better but I say it ain't
I'd rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints
The sinners are much more fun . . .
You know that only the good die young
I tell you only the good die young
Only the good die young
Said your mother told you all that I could give you was a reputation
Oh, she never cared for me
But did she ever say a prayer for me?
Come out, come out, come out Virginia, don't let me me wait
You Catholic girls start much too late
But sooner or later it comes down to fate
I might as well be the one
You know that only the good die young, I tell you
You know that only the good die young
Words and Music by Billy Joel. © 1977 JoelSongs.
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