Dream on, dream on, teenage queen
Prettiest girl we've ever
seen
There's a story in our town,
about the prettiest girl around
Golden hair and eyes of blue,
how those eyes would flash at you
Boys honk around her by the store
But she loved her boy next door
Who worked at the candy store
Dream on, dream on, teenage queen
Prettiest girl we've ever seen
She was topsy -towel, they said
Never once went to her head
She had every pen ance seen
Not a care this teenage train
Other boys get offered more
But she loved her boy next door
Working at the candy store
Jumon, Jumon, Teenage Queen
You should be a movie queen
He would marry her next spring
And save his money for the ring
Then one day a movie star
Came to town to take her out
Hollywood could not but marvel
So she left her boy next door
Working at the candy store
Jumon, Jumon, Teenage Queen
See you on the movie screen
There was soon she was a star,
pretty house and shiny car
Swimming, pulling, dancing round,
but she missed her old hometown
All the lovers 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
This one famous teenage star
Sold her house and all her guys
Gave up all her wealth and fame
Left it all, caught the train
Do I have to tell you more?
She went back to the boy next door
Who worked at the candy store
Dream on, dream on, teenage queen
Freest girl we've ever seen
Now the story has some more