Seventeen

Ohhh she's only seventeen
Wound oh wound oh wound up over everything
Bloody Mary breakfast busting up the street
Brothers fighting, when's the baby gonna sleep
Heaving ship too sails away
Said it's a culmination of a story and a goodbye session
It's a tick of our time
And the tic in her head that made me feel so strange
So I could call you baby, I could call you, dammit,
it's a one in a million
Oh it's the rollin of your Spanish tongue that made
me wanna stay
Oh she's only seventeen
Whine whine whine, weep over everything
Bloody Mary breakfast busting up the street
Brothers fighting, when's the baby gonna sleep
Heaving ship too sails away