~Lyrics~ Used to be a major scale But the melody went stale Musical cacophony, let Insy Winsy Spider free You're a rich little boy Who's had to work for his toys You've got all the sensibilities, oh Of an upper class guy No, no, I'm not your little slave No, I don't twist and turn that way Only got bad things to say You're always asking what is up, up with me Could never tell you what happened The day I turned seventeen The rise of a king, and the fall of a queen Oh, seventeen, seventeen Oh, you were embarrassed of me 'Cause I used my tongue freely Bet you wish I couldn't speak 'Cause when I do, you know I tell you why you appear weak You want a hassle free life? Go get your upper class wife She's got all the personality, oh Of a lemon that has been truly sucked dry You teach me how to behave I felt you question the way-ay I was brought up as a baby Well, you don't know f___ about my family Could never tell you what happened The day I turned seventeen The rise of a king, and the fall of a queen Oh, seventeen (seventeen) Oh, seventeen, oh, seventeen The rise of the king, and the fall of a queen Oh, seventeen Never felt like a princess I used to kid myself in this dress That it was just how things were meant to be Oh, seventeen Seventeen
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