When I was one and sixteen,
I heard a wise man say,
"Drink tea and Coke and cocoa,
Not Schlitz and Bud, I pray.
Drink orange juice and root beer,
And let your mind be free."
But I was one and sixteen.
No use to talk to me.
When I was one and sixteen,
Again he said to me,
"The teen a sponge for liquor
Was never meant to be.
I fear one day, my youngster,
The law will come for you."
Now that I'm two and sixteen,
I say, from jail, " 'tis true."