Damn Yankees - Coming Of Age Lyrics
Dressed to kill and lookin dynamite,with her high-laced stockings and her sweater so tight.I asked her her name, she said her name was "Maybe."Well she walked up to me, and she asked me to chanceI said, "I am lookin for some wild romance,"She gave me a wink--she said I should think about it, maybeShe said, "What you got babe, is what I need.Your kind of love got me on my knees."Im so tied upWhat you got got a hold on me, your kind of love make a man outta meIm so tied up, you got me so fired upLittle sister, hits the stageShe cant help it, shes comin of ageLittle junior, hes all in a rageDid you notice she was comin of ageIf looks could kill, Id be dead on the floorYou got me all tied up, honey, beggin for moreSomebody call a doctor, I think Im goin crazy(Because) What you got, babe, is what I needYour kind of love got me on my kneesIm so tied upWhat you got got a hold on meYour kind of love make a man outta meIm so tied upYou got me so fired upLittle sister, hits the stageShe cant help it, shes comin of ageLittle junior, hes all in a rageDid you notice she was come, come, comin of....[various ooohs and yells]Little sister, hits the stageShe cant help it, shes comin of ageLittle junior, hes all in a rageDid you notice she was come, come, comin' of...Did you notice she was come, come, comin' of ageShe's come, come, comin' of ageYeah she come, she come, she come
