I know that I'm naive

Fellows I meet may tell me I'm sweet

And willingly I believe

I am sixteen going on seventeen

innocent as a rose

Bachelor dandies, drinkers of brandies

What do I know of those

Totally unprepared am I; To face a world of men

Timid and shy and scared am I; Of things beyond my ken

I need someone older and wiser; Telling me what to do

You are seventeen going on eighteen

I'll depend on you