its late i know
"Only The Good Die Young"
(As recorded by Billy Joel)
BILLY JOEL
Come out Virginia, don't let me wait
You Catholic girls start much too late, aw
But sooner or later it comes down to fate
I might as well be the one.
Well they showed you a statue, told you to pray
They built you a temple and locked you away, aw
But they never told you the price that you pay
For things that you might have done
Well only the good die young, that's what I said
Only the good die young, only the good die young.
You might'a 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, aw
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, woah woah woah woah woah woah
I tell you 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, mmm and a cross of gold
Well Virginia they didn't give you quite enough information
You didn't count on me, when you were counting on your rosary
Oh woah woah, and they say there's a heaven for those who'll wait
And 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, woah baby
I tell you only the good die young, only the good die young
Said your mother told you all that I could give you was a reputation, aw
She never cared for me, but did she ever say a prayer for me?
Woah woah woah, come out, come out, Virginia don't let 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
You know that only the good die young
Tell ya baby
You know that only the good die young, only the good die young
Only the good, only the good die young
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Only the good die young, only the good die young.
(c) Copyright 1977 by Joelsongs, Inc. All Rights Reserved.
R.I.P. KAY!
God i miss you
(As recorded by Billy Joel)
BILLY JOEL
Come out Virginia, don't let me wait
You Catholic girls start much too late, aw
But sooner or later it comes down to fate
I might as well be the one.
Well they showed you a statue, told you to pray
They built you a temple and locked you away, aw
But they never told you the price that you pay
For things that you might have done
Well only the good die young, that's what I said
Only the good die young, only the good die young.
You might'a 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, aw
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, woah woah woah woah woah woah
I tell you 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, mmm and a cross of gold
Well Virginia they didn't give you quite enough information
You didn't count on me, when you were counting on your rosary
Oh woah woah, and they say there's a heaven for those who'll wait
And 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, woah baby
I tell you only the good die young, only the good die young
Said your mother told you all that I could give you was a reputation, aw
She never cared for me, but did she ever say a prayer for me?
Woah woah woah, come out, come out, Virginia don't let 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
You know that only the good die young
Tell ya baby
You know that only the good die young, only the good die young
Only the good, only the good die young
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Only the good die young, only the good die young.
(c) Copyright 1977 by Joelsongs, Inc. All Rights Reserved.
R.I.P. KAY!
God i miss you