And my friends call her jailbait, you'll have to agree
The law says she's 14 but she looks 23
I turned sinful to guilty as I talked to her
Right up till she said "Relax we're alone
So slip off your boots boy, come share my father's gin"
I knew right then the child could guess the state my heart was in
I'm falling, I'm wide open
And jailbait don't need no ID
Yes I'm falling, my eyes are wide open
I may break the law but they won't catch me
I stayed with her all day thinking I'd leave with the sun
After all, I worked at nights and her homework wasn't done
But father got home early he'd been fired by the boss
Now ain't that bad luck
I jumped clean through the window, too late for his attack
I vanished into thin air 'cause she knew I'd be back
I'm still falling, I'm wide open
And jailbait don't need no ID
Yes I'm falling, my eyes are wide open
I may break the law but they won't catch me
Jailbait was written by Nils Lofgren.
Jailbait was produced by Al Kooper.