1-2-3-4!
Yeah!
You've been a juvenile with a dolphin smile
With no elbow room, with your body in bloom
You've had your little backyard, protected by big walls
You didn't dare look over, 'cause you've been too small
And, you're finally sixteen and you're feelin' old
But they won't believe that you got a soul, oooooh, whoa
'Cause you're only sixteen and you're feeling real
But you, you can't seem to cop a feel, ooooh, whoa, no
Why do they have to force us through this metamorphose
Little butterfly, no matter how you try
You'll be segregated, you're gonna be closed off
You're callow and you're green, 'cause you're caught between
And you're only sixteen, try to cross the line
But your little wings are intertwined, ooooh, whoa, no
Well, you're only sixteen and you're such a tease
And there's nothing you do that can really please
- These children, they're not really bad, most of them. Just products of rotten neighborhoods and bad family situations.
You know, you can't forsake it
So sit back and take it
You see, you're just not right
So don't try and fight that
You're only sixteen, wanna catch a peak
But they look at you like you're such a freak, whoa, no
Well, you're only sixteen with a lot to say
But they, they won't give you the time of day, whoa, whoa, no
Well, you're only sixteen! (you're only sixteen)
And you're only sixteen! (you're only sixteen)
And you're just sixteen! (you're only sixteen)
You poor little thing
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