Lyric I m Gonna Get Married
I M GONNA GET MARRIED
Lloyd Price
peak position 3/59
(Johnny, Johnny, Johnny)
(Johnny, you re too young.) But I m gonna get married.
(You re so young.) My name she ll carry.
(You re too young, and Johnny, you re so smart.) But not smart enough to hide
an aching heart.
How come my heart deserts me, burning full of love and desire?
How come every time she kisses me, it sets my soul on fire?
How come every time she leaves me, it seems like I ve lost a part?
I may be too young to marry but not to hide an aching heart.
(Johnny, you re too young.) But I m gonna get married.
(You re so young.) My name she ll carry.
(You re too young, and Johnny, you re so smart.) But not smart enough to hide
an aching heart.
How come every time she kisses me, it thrills me from head to toe?
How come every time I see her, it lifts me right off the floor?
How come every time I m with her she whispers so soft and low?
It makes me want to jump and holler and bump my head into a door.
(Johnny, you re too young.) But I m gonna get married.
(You re so young.) My name she ll carry.
(You re too young, and Johnny, you re so smart.) But not smart enough to hide
an aching heart.
(Too young.) But I m gonna get married.
(You re so young.) My name she ll carry.
(You re too young.) But I m gonna get married.
(You re so young.) My name she ll carry.
(You re too young.)
From: JO201@aol.com
Lloyd Price
peak position 3/59
(Johnny, Johnny, Johnny)
(Johnny, you re too young.) But I m gonna get married.
(You re so young.) My name she ll carry.
(You re too young, and Johnny, you re so smart.) But not smart enough to hide
an aching heart.
How come my heart deserts me, burning full of love and desire?
How come every time she kisses me, it sets my soul on fire?
How come every time she leaves me, it seems like I ve lost a part?
I may be too young to marry but not to hide an aching heart.
(Johnny, you re too young.) But I m gonna get married.
(You re so young.) My name she ll carry.
(You re too young, and Johnny, you re so smart.) But not smart enough to hide
an aching heart.
How come every time she kisses me, it thrills me from head to toe?
How come every time I see her, it lifts me right off the floor?
How come every time I m with her she whispers so soft and low?
It makes me want to jump and holler and bump my head into a door.
(Johnny, you re too young.) But I m gonna get married.
(You re so young.) My name she ll carry.
(You re too young, and Johnny, you re so smart.) But not smart enough to hide
an aching heart.
(Too young.) But I m gonna get married.
(You re so young.) My name she ll carry.
(You re too young.) But I m gonna get married.
(You re so young.) My name she ll carry.
(You re too young.)
From: JO201@aol.com