You've been a juvenile
 With a dolphin smile
 With no elbow room
 With your body in bloom
 You've had your little backyard
 Protected by big walls
 You didn't dare look over
 'Cause you've been too small
 Now you're finally sixteen
 And you're feeling old
 But they won't believe
 That you've got a soul

 'Cause you're only sixteen
 And you're feeling real
 But you can't seem to cop a feel
 Why do they have to force us
 Through this metamorphose

 Little butterfly
 No matter how you try
 You'll be segragated
 You're gonna be closed off
 You're callow and you're green

 'Cause you're caught between
 You're only sixteen
 Try to cross the line
 But your little wings are intertwined
 You're only sixteen
 And you're such a tease
 And there's nothing you do

 That can really please
 "These children
 They're not really bad most of them
 They're just products
 Of rotten neighborhoods
 And bad family situations"

 You know you can forsake it
 So sit back and take it
 You see you're not just ripe
 So don't try and fight that
 You're only sixteen

 You wanna catch a peek
 But they look at you
 Like you're such a freak
 Well, you're only sixteen
 With a lot to say
 But they won't give you
 The time of day

 You're only sixteen!
 You're only sixteen!!
 You're only sixteen!!!
 You poor little thing