Coming Of Age Lyrics - Singles - Damn Yankees

Dressed to kill and lookin' dynamite 

With her high-laced stockings and her sweater so tight 

I asked her her name 

She said her name was Maybe 

Well she walked up to me, and she asked me to chance 

I said, "I am lookin' for some wild romance" 

She gave me a wink 

She said, "I should think about it, maybe" 

She said, "What you got babe, is what I need 

Your kind of love got me on my knees" 

I'm so tied up 

What you got got a hold on me 

Your kind of love make a man outta me 

I'm so tied up, you got me so fired up 

Little sister, hits the stage 

She can't help it, she's comin' of age 

Little junior, he's all in a rage 

Did you notice, she was comin' of age, child? 

If looks could kill, I'd be dead on the floor 

You got me all tied up, honey, beggin' for more 

Somebody call a doctor 

I think I'm goin' crazy 

Because, what you got, babe, is what I need 

Your kind of love got me on my knees 

I'm so tied up 

What you got, got a hold on me 

Your kind of love make a man outta me 

I'm so tied up 

You got me so fired up 

Little sister, hits the stage 

She can't help it, she's comin' of age 

Little junior, he's all in a rage 

Did you notice she was come, come, comin' of? 

Little sister, hits the stage 

She can't help it, she's comin' of age 

Little junior, he's all in a rage 

Did you notice she was come, come, comin' of? 

Little sister, hits the stage 

She can't help it, she's comin' of age 

Little junior, he's all in a rage 

Did you notice she was come, come, comin' age 

She's come, come, comin' age 

Yeah she come, she come, she come 

She's come, come, comin' age 

Yeah she come, she come, she come