You've been a juvenile with a dolphin smile
With no elbow room, with your body in bloom
You've had your little backyard protected by big walls
You didn't dare look over ‘cause you've been too small
Now you're finally sixteen and you're feeling old
But they won't believe that you got a soul
‘Cause you're only sixteen and you're feeling real
But you can't seem to cop a feel
Why do they have to force us through this metamorphose?
Little butterfly, no matter how you try
You'll be segregated, you're gonna be closed off
You're callow and you’re green ‘cause you're caught between
You're only sixteen, try to cross the line
But your little wings are intertwined
You're only sixteen and you're such a tease
And there's nothing you do that can really please
"These children!
They're not really bad most of them
They're just products of rotten neighborhoods
And bad family situations"
You know you can't forsake it, so sit back and take it
You see you're just not ripe, so don't try and fight that
You're only sixteen, you wanna catch a peek
But they look at you like you're such a freak
Well, you're only sixteen with a lot to say
But they won't give you the time of day
You're only sixteen
You're only sixteen
You're just sixteen
You poor little thing