| Hey, I’m just a kid
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| I don’t need money
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| Little lost, but one day they’ll talk of me
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| I’ll have the world
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| Hope you’re waiting when I’m through with it
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| Oh, I’m coming home to ya
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| Hey, we’re just kids, don’t it feel lovely
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| We sip rum and write songs 'til we feel funny
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| Outside 'til sunrise, we ain’t finished
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| Oh, I’m coming home to ya
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| And I remember swinging high on the playground
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| Side by side on the slide, only way down
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| And I can see us running 'round the house
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| You’d be like chasing me until my breath ran outta my mind
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| Now I’m hearing deadbeat lies
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| Like how everything I dream about will never be mine
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| And how everything I’m reaching for, it don’t pay a dime
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| It don’t matter what you say to me
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| You know I’ma try and sing
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| Hey, I’m just a kid
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| I don’t need money
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| Little lost, but one day they’ll talk of me
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| I’ll have the world
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| Hope you’re waiting when I’m through with it
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| Oh, I’m coming home to ya
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| Hey, we’re just kids, don’t it feel lovely
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| We sip rum and write songs 'til we feel funny
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| Outside 'til sunrise, we ain’t finished
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| Hey ma
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| Give me five more minutes, like
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| (Oh-ow-a) (Oh-ow-a)
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| I’m like (Yeah) (Yeah) (Yeah)
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| (Oh-ow-a) (Oh-ow-a)
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| I’m like, oh
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| Comin' home to ya
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| Scared of thorns, so I never smelled the roses
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| Always let the bullshit dominate my focus
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| Wore the mask of who I’m supposed to be
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| Doc would always say, «Son, take a dose for me»
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| But the medicine’s been making me a broken me
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| Dreaming all day 'bout the doings of a doper me
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| How I’d sit up on my throne and have the globe for me
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| Don’t know why I never let nobody close to me
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| So come close to me (Eye)
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| And look me in the eye so that hopefully (Eh-hay)
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| I can save you from that shit you ain’t supposed to feel (Ooh)
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| While you go and save the world, take some notes for me
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| Come close to me, and sing
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| Hey, I’m just a kid
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| I don’t need money
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| Little lost, but one day they’ll talk of me
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| I’ll have the world
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| Hope you’re waiting when I’m through with it
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| Oh, I’m coming home to ya
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| Hey, we’re just kids, don’t it feel lovely
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| We sip rum and write songs 'til we feel funny
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| Outside 'til sunrise
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| We ain’t finished
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| Hey ma
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| Give me five more minutes, like
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| Hey, I’m just a kid
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| I don’t need money
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| Little lost, but one day they’ll talk of me
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| I’ll have the world
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| Hope you’re waiting when I’m through with it
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| Oh, I’m coming home to ya
|
| Hey, we’re just kids, don’t it feel lovely
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| We sip rum and write songs 'til we feel funny
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| Outside 'til sunrise
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| We ain’t finished
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| Hey ma
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| Give me five more minutes, like
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| (Oh-ow-a) (Oh-ow-a)
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| I’m like (Yeah) (Yeah) (Yeah)
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| (Oh-ow-a) (Oh-ow-a)
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| I’m like, oh
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| Comin' home to ya
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| Say, hey, I’m just a kid
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| I don’t need money
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| Little lost, but one day they’ll talk of me
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| I’ll have the world
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| Hope you’re waiting when I’m through with it
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| Oh, I’m coming home to ya
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| Hey, we’re just kids, don’t it feel lovely
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| To sip rum and write songs 'til we feel funny
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| Outside 'til sunrise, we ain’t finished
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| Hey ma
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| Give me five more minutes, like
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| Hey, I’m just a kid
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| I don’t need money
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| Little lost, but one day they’ll talk of me
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| I’ll have the world
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| Hope you’re waiting when I’m through with it
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| Oh, I’m coming home to ya
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| (Oh-ow-a) (Oh-ow-a)
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| I’m like (Yeah) (Yeah) (Yeah)
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| (Oh-ow-a) (Oh-ow-a)
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| I’m like, oh
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| Comin' home to ya |