Sixteen

One, two, three, four You've been a Juvenile With a dolphin smile With no elbow room With your body in bloom You've had your little backyard Protected by big walls You didn't dare look over 'Cause you've been too small Now you're finally sixteen And you're, feeling old But they, they won't believe That you've got a soul 'Cause you're only sixteen And you're feeling real But you, you can't seem to Cop a feel Why do they have force us? Through the metamorphose Little butterfly No matter how you try You'll be segragated You're gonna be closed off You're callow and you're green 'Cause you're caught between And you're only sixteen Try to cross the line But your, your little wings are Intertwined And you're only sixteen And you're such a tease And there's nothing you do That can really please These children They're not really bad most of them Just products of rotten neighborhoods And bad family situations You know you can forsake it So sit back and take it You see you're not just ripe So now don't try and fight That you're only sixteen Wanna catch a peek But they, they look at you Like you're such a freak, oh no Well you're only sixteen With a lot to say But they, they won't give you The time of day oh no Well you're only sixteen Well you're only sixteen Well you do sixteen You poor little thing