Angeline

Angeline, Angeline
I hate what you’re doing to me
Whenever we’re alone
You say you’ve gotta go back home
And I’m left without even a kiss

Since we first went out together
Many months have come to pass
And we have yet to do
All the things I’ve wanted to
And you know I can hardly wait

Angeline, Angeline
Soon we will be both fifteen
Why should we be ashamed?
All the grown-ups do the same
And it really isn’t even a sin

Angeline, Angeline
Today will be the day, at last
I’m no longer a boy
And I don’t play around with toys
Today, you’re gonna make me a man

We left school early in the morning
‘Cause your mama wouldn’t be at home
So imagine my surprise
When I stared into the eyes
Of a six-feet monster of a man

Angeline, Angeline
Your brother made a fool of me
I’ll stick to my toys
I’d rather hang around the boys
Than ever see your face again