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Thursday, February 08, 2007
10:51 AM
This is for my dearest Mel C who turned 17 yesterday!
Bluish-purple is the guy's part andPink is the girl's part
Sixteen going on seventeen
You wait, little girl, on an empty stage For fate to turn the light on Your life, little girl, is an empty page That men will want to write on
To write on
You are sixteen going on seventeen Baby, it's time to think Better beware, be canny and careful Baby, you're on the brink You are sixteen going on seventeen Fellows will fall in line Eager young lads and rogues and cads Will offer you food and wine
Totally unprepared are you To face a world of men Timid and shy and scared are you Of things beyond your ken You need someone older an wiser Telling you what to do I am seventeen going on eighteen I'll take care of you
I am sixteen going on seventeen I know that I'm naive Fellows I meet may tell me I'm sweet And willingly I believe I am sixteen going on seventeen Innocent as a rose Bachelor dandies, drinkers of brandies What do I know of those?
Totally unprepared am I To face a world of men Timid and shy and scared am I Of things beyond my ken I need someone older and wiser Telling me what to do You are seventeen going on eighteen I'll depend on you
And here's another version; From a girl to a girl
This colour is the friend and this colour is my dear melissa
You are sixteen going on seventeen Waiting for life to start Somebody kind who touches your mind Will suddenly touch your heart
When that happens, after it happens Nothing is quite the same Somehow I know I'll jump up and go If ever he calls my name
Gone are your old ideas of life The old ideas grow dim Lo and behold you're someone's wife And you belong to him You may think this kind of adventure Never may come to you Darling sixteen going on seventeen Wait a year . . .
