For a boy in Fiddler's Green Oh nothing's changed anyway One, two, three, four, one, two September seventeen For a girl I know it's Mother's Day Her son has gone alee And that's where he will stay Wind on the weathervane Tearing blue eyes sailor-mean

Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh Now I wish I could freeze the time at seventeen I was too young to understand what it means I'm seventeen So hear me scream I couldn't wait 'til I could be seventeen I thought she lied when she said take my time to breathe

I went out looking for love when I was seventeen Maybe a little too young, but it was real to me And in the heat of the night, saw things I'd never seen Oh, seventeen (Seventeen, seventeen, seventeen) And he said age is just a number, just like any other

You can dance, you can jive Having the time of your life Ooh, see that girl, watch that scene Digging the dancing queen You're in the mood for a dance And when you get the chance You are the dancing queen Young and sweet, only seventeen Dancing queen

Oh she's only seventeen Whine whine whine, weep over everything Bloody Mary breakfast busting up the street Brothers fighting, when's the baby gonna sleep Heaving ship too sails away Said it's a culmination of a story and a goodbye session It's a tick of

Seventeen seventy-six New York City Pardon me, are you Aaron Burr, sir? That depends, who’s asking? Oh, sure, sir I’m Alexander Hamilton, I’m at your service, sir I have been looking for you I’m getting nervous Sir, I heard your name at Princeton