Too Good To Be True Lyrics - Singles - Alecia Nugent

In a sixty-eight Camero, a little girl and a big four lane 

Oh, she's flying like an arrow out across the Pontchartrain 

To a man down in New Orleans, says he loves her eyes of blue 

Swears she'll never want for nothing, he sounds too good to be true 

She's dreaming of the parties, he's sure to take her to 

And all the big white houses down on St. Charles Avenue 

Well, she twenty-one in May, to shake the small down blues 

She knows right where she's heading and it's too good to be true 

Take the heart, it's an easy victim for and old silver tongue 

And they always seem to pick them, innocent and young 

They don't know there ain't no shortcut on the road to happiness 

They don't know the simple rule if it sounds too good to be true 

It probably is 

As she can see those city lights and she should be full of hope 

Suddenly she hears her daddy and the last words that he spoke 

Sister, always be a good girl, please remember this 

I don't care what he's telling you if it sounds too good to be true 

It probably is 

A tender hearts an easy victim for an old silver tongue 

And they always seem to pick them, innocent and young 

They don't know there ain't no shortcut on the road to happiness 

They don't know the simple rule if it sounds too good to be true 

It probably is 

They don't know the simple rule if it sounds too good to be true 

It probably is 

In a sixty-eight Camero, a little girl and big four lane 

Well, she's flying like an arrow across the Pontchartrain