Tra la la la la la la la. Happy birthday sweet sixteen. Tra la la la la la la la. Happy birthday sweet sixteen. . Tonight's the night,. I've waited for.
Stupid Cupid you're a real mean guy. I'd like to clip your wings so you can't fly. I'm in love and it's a crying shame. And I know that you're the one to blame.
There's a lady who's sure. All that glitters is gold. And she's buying a stairway to heaven.. When she gets there she knows. If the stores are all closed.
Stupid Cupid you're a real mean guy. I'd like to clip your wings so you can't fly. I'm in love and it's a crying shame. And I know that you're the one to blame.