To do all the things
You read in a magazine
I’m not saying I want to be Charlie Sheen
She’s just a little bit older
But I want to get to know her
She said it’s already over
So tell me what else can I do?
I bought my fake I'd for you
She told me to meet her there
I can’t afford the bus fare
I’m not old enough for her
I’m just waiting ‘til I’m eighteen
I think she wants to get with me
But she’s got a job in the city
Says that she’s always too busy
She’s got a naughty tattoo
In a place that I want to get to
But my mom still drives me to school
So tell me what else can I do?
I bought my fake I. D for you
She told me to meet her there
I can’t afford the bus fare
I’m not old enough for her
I’m just waiting ‘til I’m eighteen
You got me waiting in a queue
For a bar I can’t get into
I’m not old enough for you
I’m just waiting ‘til I’m eighteen
In my bedroom thinking of her
Her pictures in my private folder
I know one day that I will hold her
I’ll make my move when I get older
Make my move when I get older
She told me to meet her there
I can’t afford the bus fare
I’m not old enough for her
I’m just waiting ‘til I’m eighteen
You got me waiting in a queue
For a bar I can’t get into
I’m not old enough for you
I’m just waiting ‘til I’m eighteen
I’m so sick of waiting until I’m eighteen
I wish that I was eighteen To do all the things You read in a magazine I’m not saying I want to be Charlie Sheen She’s just a little bit older But I want to get to know her She said it’s already over So tell me what else can I do? I bought my fake I'd for you She told me to meet her there I can’t afford the bus fare I’m not old enough for her I’m just waiting ‘til I’m eighteen I think she wants to get with me But she’s got a job in the city Says that she’s always too busy She’s got a naughty tattoo In a place that I want to get to But my mom still drives me to school So tell me what else can I do? I bought my fake I. D for you She told me to meet her there I can’t afford the bus fare I’m not old enough for her I’m just waiting ‘til I’m eighteen You got me waiting in a queue For a bar I can’t get into I’m not old enough for you I’m just waiting ‘til I’m eighteen In my bedroom thinking of her Her pictures in my private folder I know one day that I will hold her I’ll make my move when I get older Make my move when I get older She told me to meet her there I can’t afford the bus fare I’m not old enough for her I’m just waiting ‘til I’m eighteen You got me waiting in a queue For a bar I can’t get into I’m not old enough for you I’m just waiting ‘til I’m eighteen I’m so sick of waiting until I’m eighteen Explain Request ×
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