ROLF: You wait little girl on an empty stage For fate to turn the light on Your life little girl is an empty page That men will want to write on. LIESL: To write on. ROLF: You are sixteen going on seventeen Baby, it's time to think Better beware be canny and careful Baby, you're on the brink You are sixteen going on seventeen Fellows will fall in line Eager young lads and roues and cads Will offer you food and wine