You're too young to call me for a date
You're seventeen, and he's twenty-five
He gave me a tape recorder and flowers
How about you? (What?)
While he's destroying the forest
You go to your school on the bus
Everyone knows that he's a criminal element
Oh no! (It can't be!)
And my boy goes on the nine
On the freeway on the night roads
I spun with him on the dance floor
And you'll continue to be alone
There's no need for more words
I don't need your love
I'll run away from you and jump into the taxi
Only it's not about him at all
I'm sorry, but you're not about anything
I won't be with you and don't even ask
There's no need for more words
I don't need your love
I'll run away from you and jump into the taxi
Only it's not about him at all
I'm sorry, but you're not about anything
I won't be with you and don't even ask
He wears a leather jacket, that's cool
But on your feet, signed "Adidas"
I love "Mirage", but you play rock
Well, okay (Weird)
I'm sorry, that I haven't agreed with you yet
It's just that your fate hasn't been born yet
You're only seventeen - it's worth to wait
five years (On a condition)
And my boy goes on the nine
On the freeway on the night roads
I spun with him on the dance floor
And you'll continue to be alone
There's no need for more words
I don't need your love
I'll run away from you and jump into the taxi
Only it's not about him at all
I'm sorry, but you're not about anything
I won't be with you and don't even ask
There's no need for more words
I don't need your love
I'll run away from you and jump into the taxi
Only it's not about him at all
I'm sorry, but you're not about anything
I won't be with you and don't even ask
There's no need for more words
I don't need your love
I'll run away from you and jump into the taxi
Only it's not about him at all
I'm sorry, but you're not about anything
I won't be with you and don't even ask