Ballad Of A Teenage Queen.kar

Dream on, dream on, teenage queen,
prettiest girl we've ever seen.

There's a story in our town
of the prettiest girl around.

Golden hair and eyes of blue,
how those eyes could flash at you!
how those eyes could flash at you!

Boys hung around her by the store,
but she loved the boy next door
who worked at the candy store.

Dream on, dream on, teenage queen,
prettiest girl we've ever seen.

She was tops in all, they said,
it never once went to her head.

She had everything, it seemed,
not a care this teenage queen,
not a care this teenage queen.

Other boys could offer more,
but she loved the boy next door
who worked at the candy store.

Dream on, dream on, teenage queen,
you should be a movie queen.

He would marry her next spring;
saved his money, bought a ring.

Then one day, a movie scout
came to town to take her out,
came to town to take her out.

Hollywood could offer more,
so she left the boy next door
working at the candy store.

Dream on, dream on, teenage queen,
see you on the movie screen.

Very soon she was a star:
pretty house and shining cars,

swimming pool and a fence around,
but she missed her old hometown,
but she missed her old hometown.

All the world was at her door,
all except the boy next door
who worked at the candy store.

Dream on, dream on, teenage queen,
saddest girl we've ever seen.

Then one day the teenage star
sold her house and all her cars,

gave up all her wealth and fame,
left it all and caught a train,
left it all and caught a train.

Do I have to tell you more,
she came back to the boy next door
who worked at the candy store.

Now the story has some more,
you can hear it all at the candy store.