Coming of Age — текст песни (Damn Yankees)

Written by Tommy Shaw, Jack Blades, Ted Nugent

Dressed to kill and lookin` dynomite,
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 chance
I said, "I am lookin` for some wild romance,"
She gave me a wink--she said I should think about it, maybe

She said, "What you got babe, is what I need.
Your kind of love got me on my knees."
I`m so tied up
What you got got a hold on me, your kind of love make a man outta me
I`m so tied up, you got me so fired up

Little sister, hits the stage
She can`t help it, she`s comin` of age
Little junior, he`s all in a rage
Did you notice she was comin` of age

If looks could kill, I`d be dead on the floor
You got me all tied up, honey, beggin` for more
Somebody call a doctor, I think I`m goin` crazy

(Because) What you got, babe, is what I need
Your kind of love got me on my knees
I`m so tied up
What you got got a hold on me
Your kind of love make a man outta me
I`m so tied up
You got me so fired up

Little sister, hits the stage
She can`t help it, she`s comin` of age
Little junior, he`s all in a rage
Did you notice she was come, come, comin` of....

[various ooohs and yells]

Little sister, hits the stage
She can`t help it, she`s comin` of age
Little junior, he`s all in a rage
Did you notice she was come, come, comin` of...
Did you notice she was come, come, comin` of age
She`s come, come, comin` of age
Yeah she come, she come, she come