Nineteen Years Old

I'm gonna say somethin' to you
 I don't care how you feel
 You just don't realize
 You got yourself a good deal
 She's nineteen years old
 And got ways just like a baby child
 Nothin' I can do to please her
 To make this young woman feel satisfied
 I'm gonna say this to you
 I don't care if you get mad
 You about the prettiest little girl
 That I ever had
 She's nineteen years old
 And got ways just like a baby child
 Nothin' I can do to please her
 To make this young woman feel satisfied
 (What kind of woman is that?)
 Can't ask her where she's going
 She tells me where she's been
 She starts a conversation
 That don't have no end
 She's nineteen years old
 And got ways just like a baby child
 Nothin' I can do to please her
 Whoa, yeah!
 Whoa, yeah!
 Whoa, yeah!
 To make this young woman feel satisfied