Hi little girl, it’s me — don’t you know who I am?
I met you last summer when I came up to stay with my Gram
I’m the guy-uy-uy who left you with tears in his eyes
You didn’t answer my letters, so I figured it was just a li-i-i-i-ie
Your hair’s getting longer 'n' your shorts, Mmm, they sure fit you fine
I’ll bet you went out every night during your school time
But this-a ti-i-ime I’m not gonna count on you
I’ll see you this summer and forget you when I go back to schoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-ool
Girl don’t tell me you’ll wri-i-ite
Girl don’t tell me you’ll wri-i-ite
Girl don’t tell me you’ll write me again this time
(2-measure guitar riff)
Hi little girl, it’s me — don’t you know who I am?
I met you last summer when I came up to stay with my Gran
Said I’m the guy-uy-uy who left you with tears in his eyes
You didn’t answer my letters, so I figured it was just a li-i-i-i-ie
Girl don’t tell me you’ll wri-i-ite
Girl don’t tell me you’ll wri-i-ite
Girl don’t tell me you’ll write me again this time
Girl don’t tell me you’ll write me again this time
The similarities with Carl and Brian’s voice at the time was uncanny that I’m hard pressed to tell between the two most times, nonetheless a nice little tune
For some reason this song haunts me - it transports me back to age 16 and keeps me there until the last musical strum-beat and then I return to my aging body in the present.