Lyrics Jeannie C. Riley

Jeannie C. Riley

Girl Most Likely

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...