| 'Cause it was Bell Biv DeVoe, playing on my radio
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| And I had Wu-Tang Clan living in my stereo
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| Mama said we’re 6th generation Oregonians
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| I was rocking in Jordans with reflector tongues
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| Two kids with wet cement living down in their souls
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| They say what gets caught when you’re young stays there when you’re old
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| So misunderstood they say you’re up to no good
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| And now we’re trying our best to start it over again
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| If I’d had met you at the playground
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| Before a hand could tear your world down
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| Before I slammed down the door and
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| You said I’m just like my old man
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| Before I put you in those boxes
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| And we learned how to disagree
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| And how your family is a rocket
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| That blows up in infidelity
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| For crying out loud I wanna know
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| How the waves keep on crashing down the doors
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| Feel the weight of the world and they keep on bringing more
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| If it’s just you and me on the floor
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| Go grab your coat and I’ll drive us home
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| Like we were just kids
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| Just, j-j-just kids
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| J-j-just kids, just, just kids
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| Like we were just kids
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| Just kids, j-j-just kids
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| J-j-just kids, j-j-just kids
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| Bob Marley was painted on my high-school walls
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| But I just disappeared into the darkroom hall
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| Never thought I’d ever make it quite this far
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| Teacher put up my photographs, say «son you’ll be a star»
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| It was smoking mirrors, running down through my veins
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| I kept on running downtown, running from God’s grace
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| Every morning I’d climb back through, those window panes
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| And try my best to ride it out over instrumental tapes
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| If I’d had met you at the playground
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| Before a hand could tear your world down
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| Before I slammed down the door and
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| You said I’m just like my old man
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| Before I put you in those boxes
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| And we learned how to disagree
|
| And how your family is a rocket
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| That blows up in infidelity
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| For crying out loud I wanna know
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| How the waves keep on crashing down the doors
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| Feel the weight of the world and they keep on bringing more
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| If it’s just you and me on the floor
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| Go back and come in, I’ll drive us home
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| Like we were just kids
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| Just, j-j-just kids
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| J-j-just kids, just, just kids
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| Like we were just kids
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| Just kids, j-j-just kids
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| J-j-just kids, j-j-just kids
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| I can feel it in the way we try
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| I can feel it in the way we fight
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| We’re standing side by side
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| Like we were just kids |