Little girl, who was almost a lady

She had a way with all the men in her life

Every inch of her blossoming beauty

She was born on the Fourth of July



Well, she lived in an aluminum house trailer

And she worked in a jukebox saloon

And she spent all the money that I give her

Just to see the old man in the moon





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I used to sleep at the foot of Old Glory

And awake in the dawn's early light

But, much to my surprise, when I opened my eyes

I was a victim of the great compromise





Well, we'd go out on Saturday evenings

To the drive-in on Route forty-one

It was there that I first suspected

She was doin what she'd already done





She said, Johnny, won't you get me some popcorn?

And she knew I had to walk pretty far

And as soon as I passed through the moonlight

She hopped into a foreign sports car





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Well, you know I could have beat up that fella

But it was her that had hopped into his car

Many times I had fought to protect her

But this time she was going too far





Now, some folks, they call me a card

Cause I left her at the drive-in that night

Well, I'd ruther have names thrown at me

Than to fight for a thing that ain't right





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Well, she writes all the fellas love letters

Saying, Greetings, come and see me real soon

And they go and line up in the bar room

Spend the night in that sick woman's room





Well, sometimes I get awful lonely

And I wish she was my girl instead

But she won't let me live with her

And she makes me live in my head





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