Jeanette, Jeanette,
Why so upset?
The boy besides you, with glasses on his nose,
Is just trying to reach into your soul
Jeanette, Jeanette,
With your hair so unkempt,
He see's past the glasses and into your eyes,
It's true, he sees past your emotional disguise,
He's your greatest prize,
Surprise, surprise!
Jeanette, Jeanette,
He's the perfect bet,
One day he'll kiss you, so you just let it linger,
And maybe then he'll put a ring around your finger,
Jeanette, Jeanette,
What's the problem; seems like your all set?
He'll love you forever, right off the bat,
My dear, I can promise you that.
My dearest, darling sister Jeanette;
I understand when you say that you're simply not ready yet.
