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No I did not go to church last Sunday FOr my sins I need not confess With your dadddy standing at the pulpit Oh, I just figured stayin' home was best Oh your physique is swellin' and your waist line's tellin' Everybody knows that it's mine I guess the word's got around this old one story town And your preacher daddy, he ain't blind [Chorus] You got knocked up, and I got locked up I guess you'd say that we both got screwed You got locked out, and I got knocked out I guess you're gonna miss a lot of school Yeah, you look (?) That night night up on the hill If I'd know what I'd know girl, I wouldn't have let you go But you said that you were on the pill Yeah, your uncle, he's the town sheriff Your granddaddy he's the county judge No I don't see a way but I'll see the light of day With your whole family holding a grudge Songtexte[Chorus] Oh, girl you ain't gonna graduate this year I don't think so Yeah your family's got the shotgun ready I can hear those church bells chime Though I may not be ready for a wedding But I know I ain't ready to die [Chorus] Yeah you're gonna miss a lot of school I think you're gonna miss a lot of school No girl, you ain't gonna make it to the prom this year! Aus Songtexte Mania