Too Young To Go Steady,
Too Young, I Hear Her Say,
She Says We're Not Ready,
But Then Why Am I Feelin' This Way?

Too Young, So She Tells Me,
She Says, We'll Have To Wait,
Why Wait . . .
'Till It May Be Too Late?

Can She Realize She Drives Me Wild,
Is She Made Of Stone?
Must She Always Treat Me Like A Child,
Won't She Ever Own Up, I'm Grown Up?
Someday, She'll Be Sorry,
Someday, Just Wait An' See!
She'll Wish . . .
She'd Gone Steady . . .
With Me!

( Can She Realize She Drives Me Wild,
Is She Made Of Stone?
Must She Always Treat Me Like A Child,
Won't She Ever Own Up, I'm Grown Up? )
Someday, She'll Be Sorry,
Someday, Just Wait An' See!
She'll Wish . . .
She'd Gone Steady . . .
With Me!

She'll Wish . . .
She'd Gone Steady . . .
With Me!



Music By Jimmy McHugh
With Lyrics By Harold Adamson , 1955
Arranged By O.B. Masingill