Look out, stranger,
‘Cos I’m a teenager.
I said “Goodbye child”
But my daddy smiled.
I said” Hello teens”
See! Designer jeans.
I’m wearing trainers
‘Cos I’m an entertainer..
Well, you’d better look out
‘Cos there’s no doubt
That I’m getting taller
But you’re getting smaller
I’ve my hormones in a twist
But I’m looking to be kissed
By that cheeky little chick –
Who thinks I’m really slick.
Now then, play that music loud
For I’m surely feeling proud.
But deep inside it’s true
That I am just a kid, like you.
Shhhhhh!
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