| | 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
| | They showed you a statue and told you to pray | | They built you a temple and locked you away | | But they never told you the price that you pay | For things that you might have done..... | | | | | | For 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 | But that never hurt no one
| | So come on Virginia show me a sign | | Send up a signal I'll throw you the line | | The stained-glass curtain you're hiding behind | Never lets in the sun | | | | | | Darlin only the good die young woh - oh | | | | | 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
| | Oh oh oh And_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 only the good die young that's what I say | | | | | | Only the good die young only the good die young
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| | You say your mother told you all that I could | | Give you was a reputa-tion | | | | She never cared for me But did she ever say a prayer for me? | Oh oh oh And_they