Rilo Kiley - 15 lyrics

Twenty-five the season off dope

Three sheets to the wind like a clothes line rope

He's a spider on the web

She's a tiny woman, he could sense

Her developing body was just the beginning

She said is anybody out there

She was bruised like a cherry

Ripe as a peach

How could he have known

That she was only fifteen

And she came to him like a tick on the noose

Little blue eyed soul for his black and blues

T's a new move for the likes of me

Our skin is like grass

Let's smoke it real fast

Is anybody out there?

He was deep like a grave yard wide like TV

And how could he have known

That she'd be down for almost anything

But she was only, only, only fifteen

My oh my you pretty thing

It's about that time

For us to leave

Does your daddy have a shot gun?

He was deep like a graveyard

She was ripe like a peach

And how could he have known?

That she was only fifteen

She was only, only, only fifteen

She was only, only, only fifteen