Nineteen Years Old - Nighthawks

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

Whoah, yeah!

Whoah, yeah!

Whoah, yeah!

To make this young woman feel satisfied