Seventeen
Used to be a major scale,But the melody went stale,Musical cacophony let,Insy Winsy spider free.
You're a rich little boy,Who's had to work for his toys,You've got all the sensibilities, oh,Of an upper class guy.
No, no I'm not your little slave,No I don't twist and turn that way,Only got bad things to say,You're always asking what is up, up with me,
Could never tell you what happened,The day I turned seventeen,The rise of a king and the fall of a queen,Oh seventeen,Seventeen.
Oh, you were embarrassed of me,'Cause I used my tongue freely,Bet you wish I couldn't speak,'Cause when I do, you know,I tell you why you appear weak.
You want a hassle free life?Go get your upper class wife,She's got all the personality, ohOf a lemon that has been.Truly sucked dry.
You teach me how to behave,I felt you question the way,I was brought up as a baby,Well you don't know fuck about my family.
Could never tell you what happenedThe day I turned seventeenThe rise of a king and the fall of a queenOh seventeen (seventeen),Oh seventeen,Oh seventeen,The rise of the king and the fall of a queen,Oh seventeen.
Never felt like a princess,I used to kill myself in this dress,That it was just how things,Were meant to be,Oh seventeen,Seventeen.