Текст песни Premature

Let the girl go home Let her go right home She's under age She's not fit for the picture Let the girl go home Let her go right home She's under age She's not fit for the picture Only adults can go To see the sweet conga show She's the one little girl her mother ever had I'm the one little son my father ever had Let the girl go home Let her go right home She's under age She's not fit for the picture She's only fourteen Going to fifteen She's the one little girl her mother ever had I'm the one little son my father ever had I scare them through the prophecy brother Moses tell it to me I scare them through the prophecy revelation rock it to me Let the girl go home Let her go right home She's under age She's not fit for the picture Only adults can go To see the sweet conga show She's the one little girl her mother ever had I'm the one little son my father ever had Feel sorry for the premature They're walking and singing and begging for more Feel sorry for the premature They're walking and singing and laughing for more I scare them through the prophecy Moses tell it to me I scare them through the prophecy revelation rock it to me They say that children shall be having children They say that children shall be having children They say that children shall be having children Children Children Children