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Piled high in a big station wagon
Long hair dragging, no silhouette
Heading for their old hunting cabin
While others were napping I played a cassette
Who would have thought they'd invite a girl like me
Tagging along I could only pretend to be
Up in the world and not really a girl like me
Hand over hand by the Econ River
I served up dinner of mudpies and stew
Janet turned and shook her black bangs at
The dinner I'd made on the washed-up canoe
Why would she want to play games with a girl like me
Rather ride horses than dig in the dirt with me
I should have known when they asked a girl like me
High above where the yellow pines towered
Boys showed off their power with shotguns and skeet
Came my turn to pull the trigger
Way up from the river, far from the back seat
Who would have thought such a shot could come out of me
Straight through the sky wonder why I could never see
Maybe there's more to the world for a girl like me
On the last day at the cabin
Porch screen sagging but Janet was there
Through the door the rest loaded the wagon
Suitcases dragging and bags everywhere
Janet said come to the river and play with me
All of this time she was only just shy like me
Who would've thought she was always a girl like me
She was always like me
And I was like her
Always like me
And I was like her
Always like me
And I was like her