A Almost eighteen a lot of sugar and lace. D A Almost eighteen with an angel face. E She says I'm her kind of guy. D E and if I leave her she'll die uh, huh. I'll flip upside down and all the way around I'm acting like a clown because I think I've found The cream of the crop, I know I'll never stop Chorus: D Full skirt, don't flirt, ballerina shoes. B E pin slips, two lips that never sing the blues. Almost eighteen, a ribbon in her hair Almost eighteen, my baby's young and fair Oh-oh, I'll never let her go Because, oh I love her so, oh-oh She's gonna have her birthday then we'll run away We're gonna find a preacher, let him be the teacher Gonna Honeymoon all through the month of June Darlin' we'll have time until we're ninety nine, yeah yeah Chorus: Wedding bells gonna ring, we're gonna be together I love her, she loves me, our love'll live forever Almost eighteen, she's a swingin' queen Almost eighteen, oh what a lovely dream Until the end of time My baby's mine, all mine, uh-uh Almost Eighteen Almost Eighteen Almost Eighteen Almost Eighteen | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D E B |