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Lyrics:
[spoken] [NARRATOR] There's a few bob in your pocket And you've got good friends And it seems that summer's never coming to an end Young, free, and innocent You haven't got a care Apart from deciding on the clothes you're gonna wear The street's turned into paradise The radio's singing dreams You're innocent, immortal, you're just fifteen
And who dare tell the lambs in spring What fate the later seasons bring? Who'd tell the girl in the middle of the pair The price she'll pay for just being there? But leave 'em alone! Let 'em go and play They care not for what's at the end of the day For what is to come, for what might've been Life has no ending when you're sweet sixteen
And your friends are with ya to talk away the night Or until Mrs Wong switches off the chippy light Then there's always the corner and the streetlamp's glare And another hour to spend with your friends, with her To share your last cigarette and your secret dream At the midnight hour, at seventeen
It's just another ferry boat, a trip to the beach But everything is possible The world's within your reach You don't even notice the broken bottles in the sand The oil in the water And you can't understand how living could be anything other than a dream When you're young, free, and innocent And just eighteen
And only if the three of them Could stay like that forever And only if we could predict no changes in the weather And only if we didn't live in life as well as dreams And only if we could stop and be forever just eighteen
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