AThere's a  story Din our Atown, 
 
 
Of the prettiest  Egirl aAround, 
 
 
Golden hair and  Deyes of Ablue, 
 
 
How those eyes could  Eflash at Ayou, 
 
 
DBoys hung  around her Aby the score, 
 
 
But she loved the  Eboy next Adoor, 
 
 
Who worked at the  Ecandy Astore, 
 
 
? 
 
 
She was tops in  Dall they Asaid, 
 
 
It never once went  Eto her Ahead, 
 
 
She had  everyDthing it Aseemed, 
 
 
Not a care this  Eteenage Aqueen, 
 
 
DOther boys  could Aoffer more, 
 
 
But she loved the  Eboy next Adoor, 
 
 
Who worked at the  Ecandy Astore, 
 
 
? 
 
 
He would marry  Dher next Aspring, 
 
 
Saved his money,  Ebought a Aring, 
 
 
Then one day a  Dmovie Ascout, 
 
 
Came to town to  Etake her Aout, 
 
 
DHollywood  could Aoffer more, 
 
 
So she left the  Eboy next Adoor, 
 
 
Who worked at the  Ecandy Astore, 
 
 
 
Very soon she Dwas a Astar, 
 
 
Pretty house and Eshining Acar, 
 
 
Swimming pool and a Dfence aAround, 
 
 
But she missed her Eold homeAtown, 
 
 
DAll the world was Aat her door, 
 
 
All except the Eboy next Adoor, 
 
 
Who worked at the Ecandy Astore, 
 

 
 
Then one day the Dteenage Astar, 
 
 
Sold her house and Eall her Acars, 
 
 
Gave up all her Dwealth and Afame, 
 
 
Left it all and Ecaught a Atrain, 
 
 
DDo I have to Atell you more? 
 
 
She came back to the Eboy next Adoor, 
 
 
Who worked at the Ecandy Astore.