Maria:
You are sixteen going on seventeen
Waiting for life to start
Somebody kind who touches your mind
Will suddenly touch your heart
Liesl:
When that happens, after it happens
Nothing is quite the same
Somehow I know I'll jump up and go
If ever he calls my name
Maria:
Gone are your old ideas of life
The old ideas grow dim
Lo and behold you're someone's wife
And you belong to him
You may think this kind of adventure
Never may come to you
Darling sixteen going on seventeen
Wait a year . . .
Liesl:
I'll wait a year . . .
Maria:
Just wait a year . . .
Maria and Liesl:
Or two
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