Won't you let me meet you at the pool?
Maybe, Friday I can
Get tickets for the dance
And I'll take you.
Won't you tell your dad, "Get off my back"?
Tell him what we said 'bout "Paint It, Black".
Rock an' roll is here to stay.
Come inside, now; it's okay.
And I'll shake you.
Won't you tell me what you're thinking of?
And would you be an outlaw for my love?
If it's so, then, let me know.
If it's "no", well, I can go.
I won't make you.
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"Thirteen" as written by Christopher Bell Alex Chilton
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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