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
I'm acting like a clown because
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
clmost eighteen, a ribbon in her hair
0h, oh, I'll never let her go because,
oh, I love her so, oh, oh
She's gonna have her birthday
We're gonna find a preacher,
Gonna honeymoon all through
Darlin', we'll have a time until we're ninety-nine,
Wedding bells gonna ring,
I love her, she loves me,
clmost eighteen, she's a swingin' queen
Until the end of time, my baby's mine,
clmost eighteen, almost eighteen,
almost eighteen, almost eighteen
