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Click hereFrom thirteen to eighteen, I went to our high school.
My social life strictly inert.
No car and no money; the girls thought me funny,
And treated me like I was dirt.
.
Because all the girls there with int’rest in dating,
Could choose, they all favored the rich.
And rode with their laddies in Lincolns and Caddies,
I walked and I cursed ev’ry bitch.
One June I was eighteen and got my diploma.
I left that damn town on the run.
No woman would want me; they only would taunt me
“Some day,” I said, “My turn will come