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Dear America, Where Have All Your Good Girls Gone?
Dear America,
Where have all your good girls gone?
They've past the changes
Make eyes at strangers
With their skirts rolled high
And their shirts cut low
Dear America,
Where did all your good girls go?
Feet on the dashboard
Ribbons a mess
With a drawn out stare
Holding a man in their arms
Who's not sure if he cares
But he'll cry on her heart until dawn.
Dear America,
Where have all your good girls gone?
Arms in a bind
Looking for love at all the wrong times
Dear America,
Where have all your good girls gone?
Dear America,
Where have all your good girls gone?
