Papa worked but his cheque
was small mama sowed 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 mounth
Miss Goody two shoes in sonerity
And I was a little Miss Nothin'
and they thought of me as

The girl most likely
yea yea yea
the girl most likely

To wind up in uhhuh jam they judged by the way I looked not the way I am
Well I guess it's true I looked apart
but developin' fast was not my fault
Didn't know my s__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
yea yea yea 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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