| A quarter to eight I bike through the park
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| Watching birds on my way
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| A quarter to eight I smile at the sun
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| I wish I could stay, oh
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| A quarter to eight I think of all the things
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| I could’ve done today
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| If I wouldn’t have been here a quarter to eight
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| Already five minutes late
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| Just grow up and face it
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| This is what all people do
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| (Grow up, grow up, grow up)
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| Grow up and face it
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| This is what all people do
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| Grow up and face it
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| This is what all people do
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| (Grow up, grow up, grow up)
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| Grow up and face it
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| This is what all people do
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| Five o’clock I’m finally free
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| But I’m too tired to think
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| Think of the things I long to do
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| Music, music, music
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| Eight to five
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| Eight to five
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| Eight to five
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| Eight to five
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| Eight to five, to five, to five, to five
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| Just grow up and face it
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| This is what all people do
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| (Grow up, grow up, grow up)
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| Grow up and face it
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| This is what all people do
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| Grow up and face it
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| This is what all people do
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| (Grow up, grow up, grow up)
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| Grow up and face it
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| This is what all people do |