17 And Under - текст песни
17 And Under
Little sweethearts on my mind, the kind that dress new-wavy
Give me love for my bad thoughts, don't bother trying to save me
I'll wait for the bell to ring that tells me school is out
From behind a bush I spring, and I scream and shout
I don't mind
17 and under
It's a crime
But it's worth the slammer
Their boyfriends on the football team don't really like my action
They try to run me out of town, I'm in need of police protection!
But when they turn their backs on me, I'm off the the same old scheme
Going for the big pick of a high school beauty queen
I don't mind
17 and under
It's a crime
But it's worth the slammer
I don't mind
I don't mind
It's a crime
It's a crime
Now really I'm not that bad a guy
But still I'm called a jerk ("You're a JERK!")
Hey - just because I slip and fall, I really look up their skirts
They may say the things to me that could make a guy feel hurt
But when they start to feel for me, that's when I begin to flirt!
I don't mind
17 and under
It's a crime
But it's worth the slammer
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