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You wait, little girl, on an empty stage |
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For fate to turn the light on |
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Your life, little girl, is an empty page |
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That men will want to write on |
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[Liesl:] |
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To write on |
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[Rolf:] |
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You are sixteen going on seventeen |
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Baby, it's time to think |
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Better beware, be canny and careful |
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Baby, you're on the brink |
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You are sixteen going on seventeen |
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Fellows will fall in line |
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Eager young lads and rogues and cads |
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Will offer you food and wine |
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Totally unprepared are you |
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To face a world of men |
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Timid and shy and scared are you |
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Of things beyond your ken |
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You need someone older an wiser |
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Telling you what to do |
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I am seventeen going on eighteen |
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I'll take care of you |
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[Liesl:] |
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I am sixteen going on seventeen |
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I know that I'm naive |
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Fellows I meet may tell me I'm sweet |
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And willingly I believe |
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I am sixteen going on seventeen |
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Innocent as a rose |
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Bachelor dandies, drinkers of brandies |
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What do I know of those |
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Totally unprepared am I |
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To face a world of men |
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Timid and shy and scared am I |
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Of things beyond my ken |
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I need someone older and wiser |
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Telling me what to do |
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You are seventeen going on eighteen |
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I'll depend on you |
