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
Oh but that never hurt no one
So come on Virginia show me a sign
Send up a signal and I’ll throw you the line
The stained-glass curtain you’re hiding behind
Never lets in the sun
You got a nice white dress and a party on your confirmation
You got a brand new soul
Hmmm 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
Whoaa oooh oh
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
whoaa oooh baby hey
I tell you
Only the good die young
Only the good die young
Well 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?
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