Used to be a major scale,
But the melody went stale,
Musical cacophony let,
Insy Winsy 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 kill myself in this dress,
That it was just how things,
Were meant to be,
Oh seventeen,
Seventeen.