So Young, So Bad

How could you be so young, so bad
 So young, so bad
 So young, so good to me
 Spend my morning in the schoolyard
 Spend the evening on the boulevard
 You're like a woman trapped in a cage
 It's so hard to act your age
 When you're so young, so bad
 You're so young, so bad (how could you be)
 So young, and so good to me
 The girls at school won't even hold hands
 But you're going with the singer in a rock and roll band
 You should be home doing your history
 But you're dancing and a-drinking with a fake I.D.
 And you're so young, so bad
 You're so young, so bad (how could you be)
 So young, and so good to me
 Two more years and you'll be seventeen
 But you'll be burned out and wasted from the things you've seen
 Or just be getting your second wind
 And starting everything all over again
 You should be home playing with your dolls
 Instead of here playing with my balls
 Your daddy's got detectives following you
 But they're getting such a kick out of the things you do
 And you're so young, so bad
 You're so young, so bad (how could you be)
 So young, so good to me
 How could you be so young, so bad
 So young, so bad
 So young, so good to me
 How could you be so young, so bad
 So young, so bad
 So young, so good to me
 How could you be so young, so bad
 So young, so bad
 So young, so good to me
 How could you be so young, so bad
 So young, so bad
 So young, so good to me
 How could you be so young, so bad
 So young, so bad