Sixteen

You know I don't like dancin'
And I don't like to bop
Too much movement's exertion
Makes me wish I could drop
Dro-dro-dro-dro-dro-dro, drop

And I don't like French kissin'
'Cause you swallow my tongue
And you think that you're, oh, so very old
You only want me 'cause you think I'm so young
Youn-youn-youn-youn-youn, young

Alright
Ok
No way

And I wish I was 16 again
Then things would be such fun
All the things I'd do would be the same
But they're much more fun than when you're twenty wo-wo-wo-wo, one

Alright
Ok
No way

And I hate modern music
Disco, boogie, pop
They go on an' on an' on an' on an' on
How I wish they would stop