| I used to crave ice cold Coke in the summertime
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| It went so good with that hot sun
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| But these days I’d rather drink beer and catch a bus
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| I guess that’s part of growing up
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| Boy, that thrill with a bunch of friends and a bunch of bikes
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| Died the day I turned sixteen
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| Turned into chasing pretty girls in a pickup truck
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| I guess that’s part of growing up
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| Some doors have opened, more have shut
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| And I’ve had some dreams that turned to dust
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| Yeah, life has hit me just because it can with heavy hands
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| But that’s all part of growing up
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| Jessica was my first kiss, and that was enough
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| Until we start making love
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| I don’t really remember why it ended, but it cut
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| The painful part of growing up
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| Some doors have opened, more have shut
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| And I’ve had some dreams that turned to dust
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| Yeah, life has hit me just because it can with heavy hands
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| But that’s all part of growing up
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| It’s all part of growing up
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| My face is showing some years, my body’s feeling rust
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| But in my mind, I’m still young
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| I guess until I’m pushing up daisies I’ll be pushing my luck
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| And I’ll always be growing up |