You might have heard I run with a dangerous crowd We ain't too pretty we ain't too proud We might be laughing a bit too loud But that never hurt no one. Come on Virginia show me a sign Send up a signal I'll throw you the line. The stained-glass curtain you're hiding behind Never lets in the sun. And only the good die young. (Billy Joel)

You might have heard I run with a dangerous crowd We ain't too pretty we ain't too proud We might be laughing a bit too loud But that never hurt no one. Come on Virginia show me a sign Send up a signal I'll throw you the line. The stained-glass curtain you're hiding behind Never lets in the sun. And only the good die young.

Billy Joel

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