Putting on the style

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Sweet sixteen goes to church just to see the boys
Laughs and screams and giggles at every little noise.
Turns her face a little, and turns her head awhile,
But everybody knows she's only putting on the style.

	She's putting on the agony, putting on the style
	That's what all the young folks are doing all the while
	And as I look around me I sometimes have to smile
	Seeing all the young folks putting on the style

Well the young man in the hot rod car, driving like he's mad
In a pair of yellow gloves he's borrowed from his dad
He makes it roar so lively just to make his girlfriend smile
But she knows he's only putting on the style

	He's putting on the agony...

Preacher in the pulpit, roars with all his might
Sings Glory Hallelujah, puts the folks all in a fright
Now you might think it's Satan coming down the aisle
But it's only our poor preacher boys putting on the style

	He's putting on the agony...

Putting on the agony, putting on the style
That's what all the young folks are doing all the while
And as I look around me I sometimes have to smile
Seeing all the young folks putting on the style

	He's putting on the agony...