Seventeen

I've been here before
And I'll be here again
The frost is settling gently
The night's are drawing in
Call it disobedience
Call it the need for change
But there's never been a better time
Or a more perfect stage

You can't stay seventeen

The trouble is that it's 18:00
And I'm nowhere near the state that you are in
I'm just dithering, worrying, lagging behind
Black sheep, that's fine with me
Until it's so much later and the light's all gone
Gone out with your friends
All our friends
All my friends, their calls
That I've been missing
'Cos I don't want to have to face
What's fucking happening to me

So I slip from the path, from light
Into the night and I chase
The girl with the cocoa lips
It must be the drugs?
It's the drugs
Turn out the light, hold me tight
Well, alright



Credits
Writer(s): Boyd B Bennett, John F. Jr. Young, Chuck Gorman
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