Janie got a present late one Christmas day 
Immaculate conception one could hardly say 
She took her little baby and all her daddy's cash  
The guilt stayed forever but the money didn't last  
 
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Tell me no more secrets  
Tell me no more lies  
When the road you thought you were on  
Ain't the road to paradise 
 
She said, "What's so lonely about being alone  
I've got this little boy that I can call my own"  
"Tomorrow," she said, "we're gonna start a new life" 
She stared out the window and she turned out the light  
 
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Paradise  
It's funny it ain't much like... 
Leave that girl alone to live her life  
She's been around enough to know what's wrong or right  
 
You don't gotta tell her  
You don't gotta tell her it's alright 
 
Janie got pregnant she was the queen of our class  
Hot little romance but it didn't last  
Last time I saw her it was Thanksgiving day  
She was trading in her food stamps at the IGA 
 
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