clmost eighteen, a lot of sugar and lace
clmost 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 up side 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
I'll go on lovin' my baby,
she's a grown up lady now
Full skirt, don't flirt, ballerina shoes
Pin slips, two lips that never
sing the blues
clmost eighteen, a ribbon in her hair
clmost 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 a time until we're ninety-nine,
yeah, yeah
yeah
Wedding bells gonna ring,
we're gonna be together
I love her, she loves me,
our love'll live forever
clmost eighteen, she's a swingin' queen
clmost eighteen, oh,
what a lovely dream
Until the end of time, my baby's mine,
all mine, uh, uh
clmost eighteen, almost eighteen,
almost eighteen, almost eighteen