Lyrics The Girl Most Likely - Jeannie C. Riley
Papa
worked
but
his
cheque
was
small
Mama
sewed
just
to
help
us
all
And
our
old
house
sure
needed
paint
And
when
it
rained
the
roof
would
leak
Well
the
teacher's
pet
was
Susie
Grout
Born
with
the
silver
spoon
in
her
mouth
Miss
Goody-Two-Shoes
in
sovereignty
And
I
was
a
"Little
Miss
Nothin'"
and
they
thought
of
me
as
The
girl
most
likely
Yeah
yeah---yeah
yeah
---the
girl
most
likely
To
wind
up
in
uh-uh
jam
They
judged
by
the
way
I
looked
not
the
way
I
am
Well
I
guess
it's
true
I
looked
thr
part
But
developin'
fast
was
not
my
fault
Didn't
know
my
sex
appeal
showed
through
Those
made
over
clothes
and
run
down
shoes!
Now
the
doctor's
son
is
hidin'
out
And
the
whole
town
knows
what
it's
all
about
Because
the
evidence
is
plain
Ha!---
it
ain't
me
it's
Susie
Jane!
The
girl
most
likely
Yeah-yeah
yeah-yeah---
the
girl
most
likely
Susie's
daddy
is
on
the
run
And
he
sure
looks
funny
with
that
hot
shot
gun!
Well
the
weddin'
bells
can't
wait
till
June
It'd
better
be
now
or
else
real
soon
Susie
Jane
is
in
the
jam
Hey
listen
that
gun
go
wam
wam
wam!
Well
some
of
that
talk
is
dyin'
now
And
there's
a
lot
of
most
likelys
in
this
town
Just
because
a
house
needs
a
coat
of
paint
That
doesn't
mean
a
girl
is
somethin'
she
ain't...
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