Johnny Burnette - You're Sixteen [From American Graffiti] Lyrics
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You're Sixteen [From American Graffiti]
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What Are The Lyrics For You're Sixteen [From American Graffiti] By Johnny Burnette?
Ooh, you come on like a dream
Peaches and cream Lips like strawberry wine You're sixteen You're beautiful and you're mine You're all ribbons and curls Oh, what a girl! Eyes that twinkle and shine You're sixteen You're beautiful and you're mine You're my baby, you're my pet We fell in love on the night we met You touched my hand, my heart went "pop" And ooh, when we kissed we could not stop You walked out of my dream Into my arms Now you're my angel divine You're sixteen You're beautiful and you're mine You're sixteen You're beautiful and you're mine You're sixteen You're beautiful and you're mine Well,you're my baby, you're my pet We fell in love on the night we met You touched my hand, my heart went "pop" And ooh, when we kissed we could not stop You walked out of my dream Into my arms Now you're my angel divine You're sixteen, you're beautiful, and you're mine Well, you're sixteen, you're beautiful, and you're mine |
Who Wrote You're Sixteen [From American Graffiti] By Johnny Burnette?
Richard Sherman, Robert Sherman
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What's The Duration Of The You're Sixteen [From American Graffiti] By Johnny Burnette?The duration of You're Sixteen [From American Graffiti] is 1:58 minutes and seconds. |
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