There comes a time with every girl
To face the punctual blues
Mother tells her all about
Those bloody curses rules
Moving into womanhood
She starts her secret hunt
Gotta find herself a mate
Satisfy her aching
Old enough to bleed
You're old enough to butcher
Everyday she sits and dreams
Distracted from her life
Watching as the boys go by
She wants to be your wife, oh no
When the apples turn to red
The fruit will soon be plucked
When girls turn sweet sixteen
They're ready to be
Old enough to bleed
You're old enough to butcher
Old enough to bleed
Old enough to butcher
Are you old enough to bleed
Old enough to butcher
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