Anyone who's played on a record date will remember stage door Jenny,
Well I saw her last night and man she looked like she wasn't gettin' any (ahhh)
Rock 'n' roll kinda took its toll when she shed her inhibitions,
Too many scenes in limousines and dressing room intermissions.
 
She was the queen of nineteen sixty four
But the [bad word] of the matter is nobody wants her any more.
There was a time she could have shown them how,
But nobody wants an over-age groupie now.
 
When it came to a superstar, Jenny was a bragger,
She spread it all around to everyone in town that she once had Mick Jagger (ooh)
But there's no doubt, when the [bad [bad word] out, [bad word] love will always conquer,
She didn't get Mick, but she got a kick and a black eye from Bianca.
 
She was the queen of nineteen sixty four,
What a pity she became a shadow of the girl she was before.
She passed her prime, it seems a shame somehow,
But nobody wants an over-age groupie now.
 
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I'm afraid that the morning trade had a sad obituary,
There'll be no more Jenny at the door, They took her to the cemetery (ahh)
Just an autograph book and a stereo, there was no one she was close ta,
She was found with her arms around an Elvis Presley poster.
 
She was the queen of nineteen sixty four,
Tonight there'll be a moment of silence at the Troubador.
There was a time she could have shown them how,
But nobody wants an over-age groupie now,
But nobody wants an over-age groupie now.
 
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