Sweet Little Sixteen.
She's Mama's baby girl.
Ain't goin' to New York City, no.
Goin' Around the world.
She don't worry 'bout the bad things.
She ain't seen nuthin' yet.
She just wants to love you
'Till you're wringing wet.
Ah, yes she does.
Come on now.
Yeah.
You talk about your problems,
But she don't understand
How you can be so frightened
When you're a grown up man.
This girl ain't had a sunburn, no.
She ain't seen nuthin' yet.
She just wants to love you, hold you tight
'Till you get soaking wet.
Oh, come on, babe!
Little Sixteen.
Yeah!
If you're gonna hold me tight,
Then I'm gonna treat you right (I will).
Lay down and open wide,
Let my love come inside.
You're li'l Sweet Sixteen,
With a body no one's ever seen.
Everything I do tonight,
I bet I'm gonna treat you right.
Yes.
Woah.
Come on, little girl!
Your head is always spinning.
Sometimes she can't see straight.
She ain't learned to put down
Don't know how it aches.
She doesn't work for diamonds, silver, or gold,
Never been in debt.
She just wants to love you
'Till you get wringing wet.
Ah yes.
Sweet Little Sixteen.
She's Mama's baby girl.
Ain't goin' to New York City, no.
Goin' around the world.
She don't worry 'bout the bad things.
She ain't seen nuthin' yet.
She just wants to love you
'Till you get soaking wet.
I think that's alright. Go ahead.
Yeah.
Wanna love you
'Till you're wringing wet.
Wanna hold you. Yeah, hold you tight
'Till you're soaking wet.
Yeah. 'Till you're wringing wet.