Too young, I hear him say
He says I'm not ready
But then why am I feeling this way
Too young, so he tells me
He says we'll have to wait
Why wait till it may be too late
Can't he realize he drives me wild
Is he made of stone
Must he always treat me like a child
Won't he ever own up, I'm grown up
Someday, he'll be sorry
Someday, just wait and see
He'll wish he'd gone steady with me
