No one's serious at seventeen
On beautiful nights when beer and lemonade
And loud, blinding cafes are the last thing you need
You stroll beneath green lindens on the promenade
Lindens smell fine on fine June nights!
Sometimes the air is so sweet that you close your eyes
The wind brings sound -- the town is near
And carries scents of vineyards and beer...
Over there, framed by a branch
You can see a little patch of dark blue
Stung by a sinister star that fades
With faint quiverings, so small and white...
June nights! Seventeen! Drink it in
Sap is champagne, it goes to your head...
The mind wanders, you feel a kiss
On your lips, quivering like a living thing...
The wild heart Crusoes through a thousand novels
And when a young girl walks alluringly
Through a streetlamp's pale light, beneath the ominous shadow
Of her father's starched collar...
Because as she passes by, boot-heels tapping
She turns on a dime, eyes wide
Finding you too sweet to resist...
And cavatinas die on your lips...
You're in love. Off the market 'till August
You're in love. You're sonnets make Her laugh
Your friends are gone. You're bad news
Then, one night, your beloved, writes...
That night... you return to the blinding cafes
You order beer or lemonade...
No one's serious at seventeen
When lindens line the promenade
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No one's serious at seventeen
On beautiful nights when beer and lemonade
And loud, blinding cafes are the last thing you need
You stroll beneath green lindens on the promenade
Lindens smell fine on fine June nights!
Sometimes the air is so sweet that you close your eyes
The wind brings sound -- the town is near
And carries scents of vineyards and beer...
Over there, framed by a branch
You can see a little patch of dark blue
Stung by a sinister star that fades
With faint quiverings, so small and white...
June nights! Seventeen! Drink it in
Sap is champagne, it goes to your head...
The mind wanders, you feel a kiss
On your lips, quivering like a living thing...
The wild heart Crusoes through a thousand novels
And when a young girl walks alluringly
Through a streetlamp's pale light, beneath the ominous shadow
Of her father's starched collar...
Because as she passes by, boot-heels tapping
She turns on a dime, eyes wide
Finding you too sweet to resist...
And cavatinas die on your lips...
You're in love. Off the market 'till August
You're in love. You're sonnets make Her laugh
Your friends are gone. You're bad news
Then, one night, your beloved, writes...
That night... you return to the blinding cafes
You order beer or lemonade...
No one's serious at seventeen
When lindens line the promenade
On beautiful nights when beer and lemonade
And loud, blinding cafes are the last thing you need
You stroll beneath green lindens on the promenade
Lindens smell fine on fine June nights!
Sometimes the air is so sweet that you close your eyes
The wind brings sound -- the town is near
And carries scents of vineyards and beer...
Over there, framed by a branch
You can see a little patch of dark blue
Stung by a sinister star that fades
With faint quiverings, so small and white...
June nights! Seventeen! Drink it in
Sap is champagne, it goes to your head...
The mind wanders, you feel a kiss
On your lips, quivering like a living thing...
The wild heart Crusoes through a thousand novels
And when a young girl walks alluringly
Through a streetlamp's pale light, beneath the ominous shadow
Of her father's starched collar...
Because as she passes by, boot-heels tapping
She turns on a dime, eyes wide
Finding you too sweet to resist...
And cavatinas die on your lips...
You're in love. Off the market 'till August
You're in love. You're sonnets make Her laugh
Your friends are gone. You're bad news
Then, one night, your beloved, writes...
That night... you return to the blinding cafes
You order beer or lemonade...
No one's serious at seventeen
When lindens line the promenade
Writer: Matthew Waters
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