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