17

Daddy's in the kitchen, ain't got much to say

Mama's gone to church 'cause all she ever does is pray

I'm up here with this guitar just trying to learn to play

Every song that I think might make you look my way

Just look my way, look my way

Here you come driving in your older sister's car

See you make that left-hand turn on the Belmont Boulevard

Cigarettes and cheap black shades like some '70s rock and roll star

The only thing I'll ever want is everything you are

Everything you are, yeah

And the days creep by like honey, sweet and slow

Floating like a song on the radio

Lost somewhere between the truth and make believe

Honey don't you know that's just the way it goes

When you're seventeen

I know you're working at the movies, so I pack my stuff and go

Get a ticket and a Coca-Cola just so I can say hello

You say you like my Guns N' Roses t-

Shirt and that's your favorite band

Could you hear my heart just thumping behind that old concession stand

And the days creep by like honey, sweet and slow

Floating like a song on the radio

Lost somewhere between the truth and make believe

Honey don't you know that's just the way it goes

When you're seventeen

Zip my coat and walk out as the credits start to roll

You pull up beside me and ask if I want a ride back home

Out in front of my house, you lean over and kiss me slow

Is it the first one or the last one, it's just too soon to know

And the days creep by like honey, sweet and slow

Floating like a song on the radio

Lost somewhere between the truth and make believe

Honey don't you know that's just the way it goes

When you're seventeen

Yeah I know it sounds strange, but it's never gonna change

When you're seventeen