What do you want?
I'm just eighteen what do you want?
I don't even have the time,
To listen to your frank demands
That sound like broken chimes.
I'm just eighteen what do you want?
And, yes, I'm quite high strung!
Don't expect a symphony,
When my song has just begun.
I'm just eighteen! What do you want?
Can someone tell me now?
Quit expecting me to know things. . .
Just help me and show me how!
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