Henry Gross
Henry Gross
Henry Gross
Henry Gross
Henry Gross
Henry Gross
Henry Gross
Henry Gross
Henry Gross
Henry Gross
Henry Gross
Henry Gross
Henry Gross
Henry Gross
Henry Gross
Henry Gross
Henry Gross
Henry Gross
Henry Gross
Henry Gross
Henry Gross
You're cooking with fire, shakin' and bakin'
Proving the world is yours for the takin'
Following the recipe's good advice
But you like to add some sugar and spice
You're the sweetest sixteen, almost grown
Already ready to stand on your own
A true earth angel, all that heaven will allow
You're an open book, a freewheeling spirit
If there's a song in the air you wanna hear it
You've got the eyes of a child
With the soul of a rolling stone
You're the sweetest sixteen anybody has ever known
A big city girl, at home in the country
You like the finer things but love the cool and funky
A mellow wild flower, an early bloomer
With a generous heart and a great sense of humor
You're the sweetest sixteen, almost grown
Already ready to stand on your own
A true earth angel, all that heaven will allow
You're an open book, a freewheeling spirit
If there's a song in the air you wanna hear it
You've got the eyes of a child
With the soul of a rolling stone
You're the sweetest sixteen anybody has ever known
Everywhere you go you leave 'em wanting more
You charm the lock off every door
'Cause you've always got a helping hand to lend
You already know how to be a forever friend
You're the sweetest sixteen, almost grown
Already ready to stand on your own
A true earth angel, all that heaven will allow
You're an open book, a freewheeling spirit
If there's a song in the air you wanna hear it
You've got the eyes of a child
With the soul of a rolling stone
You're the sweetest sixteen anybody has ever known