Anyone who's played on a record date. Will remember Stage-Door-Jenny. Well I saw her last night and man. She looks like she wasn't gettin' any. (Ah-h-h-h-h-h-h). Rock and roll kinda took it's toll. When she shed her inhibitians. Too many scenes in limousienes. And dressing room intermissions. She was the queen of 1964. But the truth of the matter is. Nobody wants her anymore. There was a time she could've shown you how. But nobody wants an overage groupie now. When it came to a superstar. Jenny was a braggart. Spread it all around to everyone in town. That she once had Mick Jagger. (Oh-h-h-h-h-h-h). There's no doubt when the truth comes out. True love will over conquer. She didn't get Mick but she got a kick. And a black eye from Bianca. She was the queen of 1964. 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 overage groupie now. De-da-da-da-da-de-da-da. De-da-da-da-da. De-da-da-da-da-de-da-da. De-da-da-da-da. De-da-da-da-da-de-da-da. De-da-da-da-da. De-da-da-da-da-de-da-da. De-da-da-da-da. I'm afraid that the Morning Trade. Had a sad obiturary. There'll be no more Jenny at the door. They took her to the cemetary. (Ah-h-h-h-h-h-h). 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 1964. Tonight there'll be a moment of silence. At the Trubadour. There was a time she could've shown you how. But nobody wants an overage groupie now. But nobody wants an overage groupie now. De-da-da-da-da-de-da-da. De-da-da-da-da. De-da-da-da-da-de-da-da. De-da-da-da-da. Ba-ba-oom-a-moow-moow. Ba-ba-oom-moow-moow. Ba-ba-oom-a-moow-moow-moow-moow. Ba-ba-oom-a-moow-moow. Ba-ba-oom-moow-moow. De-da-da-da-da-de-da-da. De-da-da-da-da. De-da-da-da-da-de-da-da. De-da-da-da-da. Ba-ba-oom-a-moow-moow. Ba-ba-oom-moow-moow. Ba-ba-oom-a-moow-moow-moow-moow.