I said, “You can’t have me I’m too young for you miss”
She said, “No you’re not,” then she starts crying
I says, “I’m nineteen”, she says, “Stop lying!”
I said, “I am — go ask my mother
And with your wrinkled pussy, I can’t be your lover!”
To the heart tick tock you don’t stop
To the heart tick tock you don’t quit, hit it!
