I’m eighteen On the scene Friday night I’m on the floor Urging everyone along
Tried to quit I admit Then of course banged down the door I’m addicted to the songs
At times I’m made at times I’m shy In other words a normal guy
And though I’m alone Don’t wanna go home And dream of the chance I might have blown Easy to read You get what you see So know you know me But
Hey girl All I know about you’s what you claim you’re name is Tell me, tell me more, you gotta tell me tell me Wait girl Whisper to me what the reason that you came is Tell me, tell me more, you gotta tell me tell me It doesn’t matter if you life Say anything except good bye Stay girl you can tell me anything you wanna only Tell me, tell me more, you gotta tell me tell me more
When I make a mistake I insist I’m going to learn And my friends insist I won’t
Anyway it’s okay Get exactly what I earn Plus a lotta stuff I don’t
At times I’m smart at times I’m dumb I can’t predict until I’m done