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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!
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Music by Jimmy McHugh
with lyrics by Harold Adamson , 1955
Arranged by OB Masingill