She twirled baton in high school
Her boyfriend played football
Drove a fifty-six Chevy that was cream
And they hung out at the Halley's
They say she looks like Harlow
But her mother doesn't care
She wants to keep her on the dairy
'Cause she thinks it's fair
'Cause Crystal wants to go to Reno
Every night before she goes to bed
Wants to be queen of the fair
Her mother's eyes are cryin'
Hates to see her daughter go
But Miss Crystal's got to do it
If she's ever goin' to be out on her own
She's got beauty goin' for her