I'm in a tight spot Wondering whether or not You still recall me Or is it just plain to see That this was our last goodbye A final fare thee well The night before we die...
Slowly I begin to see That growing old is meant to be But still I find it hard to deal And with the fact that those days are gone Oh sweet sixteen you're lost and gone forever;
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10-11-12-13-14-15 Sixteen
My back is aching My ears have started to ring And I wake up grumpy every morning I'm not what I used to be A Duracel kanin That's energy in Swedish;