Fifteen thousand times a day

I hear a voice within me say

Hide yourself behind the screen

You shouldn't be heard you shouldn't be seen

You're just an awful in between

That's what I am and in between

It's just like small pox quarantine

I can't do this I can't go there

I'm just a circle in a square

I don't fit in anywhere

I"m past the stage of dull and carriage

I'm not the age to think of marriage

I'm too old for toys and I'm too young for boys

I'm just an in between

I'm not a child or children bore me

I'm not grown up grown ups ignore me

And in every sense I'm just on a fence

I'm just an in between

I'll be glad when momma let's me go to dances

And have romances

I'll be glad to have a party dress that boys will adore

A dress that touches the floor

I'm sick and tired of bedtime story

I'm so inspired by love and glories

But I guess it's no use I still get mother goose

I'm just an in between

It's such an imposition

For a girl who's got ambition

To be an in between

Instead of in between

I'll be glad when uncle Jim can't call me precious child

That simply drives me wild

I'll be glad to have a date that doesn't grow on a trees

A date that's not history

I'll be so glad when I have Incomprehensible)

All by myself I get so lonesome

And I hope and pray for the day

When I'll be sweet sixteen

Then I won't have to be an in between