Come out Virginia, don't let me me wait
  You Catholic girls start much too late
  But sooner or later it comes down to fate
  I might as well be the one
  They showed you a statue and told you to pray
  They built you a temple and locked you away
  But they never told you the price that you pay
  For things that you might have done.....
  Only the good die young
  
  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
  
  You got a nice white dress and a party on your confirmation
  You got a brand new soul
  And a cross of gold
  But Virginia they didn't give you quite enough information
  You didn't count on me
  When you were counting on your rosary
  
  They say there's a heaven for those who will wait
  Some say it's better but I say it ain't
  I'd rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints
  Sinners are much more fun...
  And only the good die young
  
  You say your mother told you all that I could give you was a reputation
  She never cared for me
  But did she ever say a prayer for me?