| Someday when I grow up I’m gonna put away
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| These dreams and stop believing in foolish things
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| I’ll get my feet on the ground, stop shooting for the moon
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| I hope I don’t grow up any time soon
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| Yea, someday when I grow up, it won’t all be about fun
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| That honeydew list will finally get done
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| I’ll start watching more news and less cartoons
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| Well, I hope I don’t grow up any time soon
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| Garage full of toys and still I want something new
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| That’s just the boy in the man coming through
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| It’s a serious job raising this family
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| Two little kids, well, three counting me
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| Someday when I grow up I’m gonna really watch my will
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| And I’ll eat more salad and a lot less cake
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| I’ll sing all serious songs and not these silly tunes
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| Well, I hope I don’t grow up any time soon
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| Garage full of toys and still I want something new
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| That’s just the boy in the man coming through
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| It’s a serious job raising this family
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| Two little kids, well, three counting me
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| I’ll empty my pockets before my bibs get washed
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| Ask for directions before we get lost
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| I’ll stop believing we can be the next Johnny and June
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| Well, I hope I don’t grow up any time soon
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| Yeah, I hope I don’t grow up any time soon |