She was a teenage girl looking after her sisters,
while her folks looked after the Tom Collins mixer.
In her 57 Chevy she caught the eye
of the handsomest guy at Baxter High.
A petite brunette trailed by two-tone fins
With deluxe chrome trim to the local drive-in,
But then one night, her heart was broken.
When Dad got tight, stole the keys and totaled it.
Pamela Jayne has been through pain
When she gets knocked down, she gets up again. Pamela Jayne
She was a teenage girl looking for fun
Whispered “careful please”, but he was already done
Then a teenage mom with a colicky kid
Who never stopped crying in his crib.
Fought sleep through the day, kept awake at night
Not a day went by without a fight.
Dropped out of school, tore her life apart
For a marriage doomed right from the start.
Pamela Jayne has been through pain
When she gets knocked down, she gets up again. Pamela Jayne
She’s a grandma now with a place of her own
Now that husband number 2 is long gone
And with another gal bereft of taste
He’ll find that Pamela Jayne can’t be replaced.
She’s done with men and romance.
Still feels the pain from the pills she took for cancer.
A wine spritzer or three, her cats, and TV is all she needs to let her free
Pamela Jayne has been through pain
When she gets knocked down, she gets up again. Pamela Jayne

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