| See all the kids on the side street
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| Hangin' 'round in their cars
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| They’re out makin' memories, yeah
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| See the girls in their summer clothes
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| All the boys all rough and tough
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| They just can’t get enough, oh no
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| They’re just growing up
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| And they can’t get around it
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| They’re just growing up, face the fact
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| I’m so glad that I found out I must be growing up, uh
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| I never thought I’d want to settle down
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| But her love just gets to me
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| Kinda feels like the real thing, yeah
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| I’m feeling guilty about my friends
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| Oh, they all say how I’ve been changing
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| I’m just bored 'cause this old town
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| It’s got me down, oh, yeah
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| I’m just growing up
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| Uh! |
| I can’t get around it, no
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| Growing up, face the fact
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| I’m so glad that I found out I must be growing up
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| Feels like I’m winding down or breaking loose
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| I’ve put together a new plan, I’m stickin' to it
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| At what point does this boy become a man
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| I’m just growing up
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| No, I can’t get around it
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| Guess I’m growing up, face the fact
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| I’m so glad that I found out, I must be… I’m just
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| Growing up, yeah
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| We just can’t get around it, oh no
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| Growing up, face the fact
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| Yeah, I’m glad that I found out I must be g-g-g
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| Growing up, yeah
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| No, you can’t get around it, no
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| Growing up, face the fact
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| I’m so glad that I found out I must be growing up |