| Remember back before all of the drama
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| Remember back before all of the bills and the degrees
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| Every hill that we stood on felt like a mountain
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| And every lake that we swam in felt just like a raging sea
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| Shooting stars were still good for wishing on
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| And old appliance boxes took us straight up to the moon
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| Every single day was a Saturday
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| And every night like clock work bedtime always came too soon
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| And we knew
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| If we had problems band-aids fixed it
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| Mom was always there to listen
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| And every night we’d say our prayers
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| To someone watching us up there, oh
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| Life was so much simpler way back then
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| Back when we were kids
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| We all had our own sense of fashion
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| And we didn’t care who’d written or directed our cartoons
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| There was still some magic in a sunrise
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| And we could visit dinosaurs and make it back by noon
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| And we knew
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| If we had problems band-aids fixed it
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| Mom was always there to listen
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| And every night we’d say our prayers
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| To someone watching us up there, oh
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| Life was so much simpler way back then
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| Back when we were kids
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| If we had problems band-aids fixed it
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| Mom was always there to listen
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| And every night we’d say our prayers
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| To someone watching us up there, oh
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| Life was so much simpler way back then
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| Back when we were kids
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| If we had problems band-aids fixed it
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| Mom was always there to listen
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| And every night we’d say our prayers
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| To someone watching us up there, oh
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| Life was so much simpler way back then
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| Back when we were kids |