Used to be a major scale
But the melody went stale
Musical cacophony let
Incy Wincy 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
I was brought up as a baby
Well you don't know fuck 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