SWEET SIXTEEN Lyrics

Oh poor thing

Oh poor thing

He only tells, don't teach

His love hits her hard

Leaves her on her knees

Don't dance with the devil

Don't do the deed

Don't tell her

How to scrub the floor

Until the blood stains

And the cops are at her door

She meets another lover

Whose love hits the hardest

He only tells, what's to teach

He demands all of her

Right here, right now

So get on with it

Don't be scared

Man up

You're gonna like it

But don't tell her

How to scrub the floor

Until the blood stains

And the cops are at her door

Oh poor thing

On her sweet sixteen

Oh poor thing

The things she has yet to see

Oh poor thing

On her sweet sixteen

Oh poor thing

The things she has yet to see

She says she's knocked up

Shame on her

Should've kept her locked up

Shake her

Make sure to demand

Make sure to scream

Keep the baby

But don't tell her

How to scrub the floor

Until the blood stains

And the cops are at her door

Oh poor thing

On her sweet sixteen

Oh poor thing

The things she has yet to see

Oh poor thing

On her sweet sixteen

Oh poor thing

The things she has yet to see

Take the baby's breath and cry

Now both of your babies lie

You thought you chose life

You didn't expect your own to die

Oh poor thing

On her sweet sixteen

Oh poor thing

The things she had yet to see

Oh poor thing

On her sweet sixteen

Oh poor thing

The things she had yet to see

Tell her

Oh poor thing