Words & Music By Michael Skotte
Sixteen, tight jeans
Looking for cheap thrills
Cocaine, brain drain
No time to chill
Makeup, shakeup,
She wanna be played up
In for the kill
Dirty, thirty
She thinks he’s so cool
No clue, Tattoos
He’s just a big fool
Slow dance, romance
There’s definitely no chance
He’ll take her to school
AI, AI
Move it on over
AI, AI
You’re such a poser
AI, AI
You play teenage poker
Over and over again
Riptide, can’t fight
She feels a deep pain
In trance, altered stance
With nothing to gain
He’s hung so strong
and so completely wrong
But here he comes again
Chorus
I watch her as she stumbles
Into adolescence
Always getting into trouble
It’s the end of innocence
Strong fear, salty tears
Mum’s in denial
Her diamond pearl,sweet girl
can’t be that wild
Sex, drugs, on the rocks
just need a big hug
She’s still just a child
Chorus
AI, AI
looking for closure
AI, AI
Crimson And clover
AI, AI
You play teenage poker
Over and over again