So Young, So Bad

How could you be so young, so bad So young, so bad So young, so good to me Spend my morning in the schoolyard Spend the evening on the boulevard You're like a woman trapped in a cage It's so hard to act your age When you're so young, so bad You're so young, so bad (how could you be) So young, and so good to me The girls at school won't even hold hands But you're going with the singer in a rock and roll band You should be home doing your history But you're dancing and a-drinking with a fake I.D. And you're so young, so bad You're so young, so bad (how could you be) So young, and so good to me Two more years and you'll be seventeen But you'll be burned out and wasted from the things you've seen Or just be getting your second wind And starting everything all over again You should be home playing with your dolls Instead of here playing with my balls Your daddy's got detectives following you But they're getting such a kick out of the things you do And you're so young, so bad You're so young, so bad (how could you be) So young, so good to me How could you be so young, so bad So young, so bad So young, so good to me How could you be so young, so bad So young, so bad So young, so good to me How could you be so young, so bad So young, so bad So young, so good to me How could you be so young, so bad So young, so bad So young, so good to me How could you be so young, so bad So young, so bad