Jailbait

I'm running

Yes, before it's too late

Trying to get away

From that jailbait

It's a rough temptation

But a common invitation

And a good association

But a quick elimination

That will take you out of circulation

Yes, I'm talkin' about that younger generation

So take my advice fellas

For goodness sakes

15, 16, 17 that's...jailbait

Now they swear they're love

That you and her and the stars up above

And she's lookin' mighty good

Like a young girl should

We try to tell you know

And let that young girl

But, y-y-you know it all

You have yourself a ball

And now it's too late

As you look from cell number eight

I tried to tell you mate

17 and 1/2 is still jailbait

So tomorrow is the date

For the trial of jailbait

Now you just watch and see

The young girl goes free

And you'll get one to three

So out the door she walks

To another man she talks

And before you can count

From one to eight

Another man's in for...jailbait

Please Mr. Judge

Please let me go

This time I won't mess with them young girls no more

I swear on the bible

No more Mr. Judge

Mr. Judge, ain't gonna bother no fifteen...

Ain't gonna bother no sixteen...

Ain't gonna mess with no seventeen...

I'm gonna leave those twenty year olds alone, too

Gonna get me a chick about forty-two

If you just believe what I says

And let me go Mr. Judge

Please Mr. Judge

I ain't gonna bother no more young girls

Aw, judge...