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Almost
Eighteen a lot of sugar and lace
Almost
Eighteen with an angel face
She
says I'm her kind of guy
and
if I leave her she'll die uh uh
I'll
flip upside down and all the way around
I'm
acting like a clown because I think I've found
The
cream of the crop, I know I'll never stop
Full
Skirt, dont flirt, ballerina shoes
Pin
slips, two lips that never sing the blues
Almost
eighteen, a ribbon in her hair
Almost
eighteen, my baby's young and fair
0h-oh,
I'll never let her go
Because,
oh i love her so, oh-oh
She's
gonna have her birthday then we'll run away
We're
gonna find a preacher, let him be the teacher
Gonna
Honeymoon all through the month of June
Darlin'
we'll have time until we're ninety nine, yeah yeah
Wedding
bells gonna ring, we're gonna be together
I
love her, she loves me, our love'll live forever
Almost
eighteen, She's a swingin' queen
Almost
eighteen, oh what a lovely dream
Until
the end of time
My
baby's mine, all mine, uh-uh
Almost
Eighteen
Almost
Eighteen
Almost
Eighteen
Almost
Eighteen
