(Johnny, Johnny, Johnny)
(Johnny, you're too young.) But I'm gonna get married.
(You're so young.) My name she'll carry.
(You're too young, and Johnny, you're so smart.) But not smart enough to hide
an aching heart.
How come my heart deserts me, burning full of love and desire?
How come every time she kisses me, it sets my soul on fire?
How come every time she leaves me, it seems like I've lost a part?
I may be too young to marry but not to hide an aching heart.
(Johnny, you're too young.) But I'm gonna get married.
(You're so young.) My name she'll carry.
(You're too young, and Johnny, you're so smart.) But not smart enough to hide
an aching heart.
How come every time she kisses me, it thrills me from head to toe?
How come every time I see her, it lifts me right off the floor?
How come every time I'm with her she whispers so soft and low?
It makes me want to jump and holler and bump my head into a door.
(Johnny, you're too young.) But I'm gonna get married.
(You're so young.) My name she'll carry.
(You're too young, and Johnny, you're so smart.) But not smart enough to hide
an aching heart.
(Too young.) But I'm gonna get married.
(You're so young.) My name she'll carry.
(You're too young.) But I'm gonna get married.
(You're so young.) My name she'll carry.
(You're too young.)
From: JO201@aol.com
