When I was sixteen, cohortin' with kids on my street, br Johnny P. was two years younger than me, br and so good and sweet. br Walkin' home with him, I happened to confide, br I was fancy free, no boyfriend at my side. br I became a victim of his suggestion. br He said it was a match, to go out with his drum teacher. br A plan he'd try to hatch. br After giving lessons, he'd park in front of my house, br just to see if I'd go out - br with him - Mr. Slick, who strutted all about. br "I come from Jersey City - a man of twenty-one." br And so I relented - got in the car - br we went around the block. br "You know I'm too young - Please, these br Advances have to stop br Jersey City drummer - I'm too young for you, br you're livin' in the fast lane, br And you're wonderin' what you're goin' to do.