Too Young to Go Steady

Too young to go steady,
Too young, I hear her say,
She says we’re not ready,
But then why am I feelin' this way?
Too young, so she tells me,
She says, we’ll have to wait,
Why wait. ..
'Till it may be too late?
Can she realize she drives me wild,
Is she made of stone?
Must she always treat me like a child,
Won’t she ever own up, I’m grown up?
Someday, she’ll be sorry,
Someday, just wait an' see!
She’ll wish. ..
She’d gone steady. ..
With me!
(Can she realize she drives me wild,
Is she made of stone?
Must she always treat me like a child,
Won’t she ever own up, I’m grown up?)
Someday, she’ll be sorry,
Someday, just wait an' see!
She’ll wish. ..
She’d gone steady. ..
With me!
She’ll wish. ..
She’d gone steady. ..
With me!