Too Young to Go Steady

Too young to go steady,

Too young, I hear him say,

he says we're not ready,

But then why am I feelin' this way

Too young, so he tells me,

he says, we'll have to wait,

Why wait . . .

'Till it may be

too late

Can he realize he drives me wild,

Is he made of stone?

Must he always treat me like a child,

Won't he ever own up, I'm grown up

Someday, he'll be sorry,

Someday, just wait an' see!

he'll wish . . .

he'd gone steady . . .

With me!

Can he realize he drives me wild,

Is he made of stone?

Must he always treat me like a child,

Won't he ever own up, I'm grown up

Someday, he'll be sorry,

Someday, just wait an' see!

he'll wish . . .

he'd gone steady . . .

With me!