Seventeen Lyrics - Pete Yorn

(written by Pete Yorn) 

Westwood girls in their skirts and their turtle necks 

Starting their day with their coffee and cigarettes, 

Says she's from Taipei now lives in Texas, 

I love the way they stand on their own. 

Their own their own 

Washington DC, never forget this, 

Blame nothing swear you're an architect, 

Names, faces, outstanding places, 

I love the way they stand on their own. 

Their own 

Come down and see they'll let you in 

At 17 they let you in 

I'm on a page-turner forward to never stop, 

I couldn't miss if you wanted that, 

Came back from home town now you can feel down, 

I love the way they stand on their own 

Their own their own 

Come back and use me 

Now you can never spend, 

I told you save for another friend, 

I was ok but you surely convinced me, 

I love the way they stand on their own, their own 

Come down and see they'll let you in, 

Oh at 17 they let you in 

Come now come clean they'll let you in, 

Oh they let you in 

They let you in 

Oooh come now come clean, they'll let you in 

At 17 they let you in 

All the years between, they let you in 

Oh they let you in 

They let you in 

Ohhhh ohh