Twenty-One - Joe Pesci

Baby you’re sixteen, that’s not old as it may seem

A for me I can’t believe that it’s true

How a little girl who looks and talks like you

Is not mistaken more for twenty two

Looking in your eyes it’s so hard to realize

That you’re a girl who’s only in her teens

But as women of the world you are the one

That makes me feel a I’m still twenty one

What am I gonna do, when a young man calls for you

To take you on to town for some romancing?

What am I gonna say if I’m far away

And he kisses you while you are dancing?

I guess that I’m the one who is rushing all the fun

That you are gonna have throughout the coming years

Just forgive me for those tries to monopolize your eyes

It’s something every father must get done

When little girls like you look twenty one

Happy birthday baby