I have been told that my face will
Be posted on a dollar bill;
It's not because I've learned to spell;
It is because girls ring my bell. 
Sometimes I hear a ding-ding-ding;
That bell of mine begins to ring.
That's why I say, “Don't go too far,
I'll stain the back of my guitar.” 
If nurses, nuns or moms come in,
I can handle pecks on the chin,
But pretty girls are hard on me;
I can't control the energy. 
My doctor said, “You won't go blind,
It will not hurt your adolescent mind;
Just take a shower before you try
To kiss a girl who's sweet as apple pie.”