歌詞

Wouldn't just kissing us all Dad sayin' I was outta control You gotta do, gotta do it Baby you're wise, I bet you're wise Big toast when my children Maybe One, two, three, four Me and my friends Hey, I was seventeen Hey, I was seventeen And my heart was blown away And my heart was blown away Gotta Gotta Until I get old They put me in prison this time They were sayin' You burn and turn and hurt But mostly you just wait
Writer(s): Boyd B Bennett, John F. Jr. Young, Chuck Gorman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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