Mel Torm — Seventeen

Seventeen, seventeen Cool and solid seventeen Young enough to dance and sing Old enough to get that swing Past sixteen, done been kissed Graduated and got that twist Kind of love I can't resist At seventeen Now, sloppy shirt, old blue-jeans Dirty shoes, by all means Patch of blonde, peroxide hair Jukebox baby ain't no square Seventeen, hot rod queen Cutest girl you've ever seen Tell the world I'm really keen On my hep-cat doll of seventeen