Janie got a present late one Christmas day   Immaculate conception one could hardly say   She took her little baby and all her daddy's cash    The guilt stayed forever but the money didn't last       CHORUS       Tell me no more secrets    Tell me no more lies    When the road you thought you were on    Ain't the road to paradise      She said, "What's so lonely about being alone    I've got this little boy that I can call my own"    "Tomorrow," she said, "we're gonna start a new life"   She stared out the window and she turned out the light       CHORUS      Paradise    It's funny it ain't much like...   Leave that girl alone to live her life    She's been around enough to know what's wrong or right       You don't gotta tell her    You don't gotta tell her it's alright      Janie got pregnant she was the queen of our class    Hot little romance but it didn't last    Last time I saw her it was Thanksgiving day    She was trading in her food stamps at the IGA      CHORUS