| I have a trainset and a garage full of cars
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| And a soldier with a gun
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| My mother says I should have more resposibility
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| As I’m nearly 31
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| I have a plane, I have a crane
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| That can lift up all my trains and all my cars
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| I have a boat that doesn’t float
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| But a big machine that takes me to the stars
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| But my mother says I should get a job
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| Or my father she will tell
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| She says 16 years is a long enough rest
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| Though I say that I’m not well
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| I have a trainset and a garage full of cars
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| And a soldier with a gun
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| My mother says she’ll break up all my toys and all my games
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| And she’ll say I’m not her son
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| But your mother says you should get a job
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| Or your father she will tell
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| She says 16 years is a long enough rest
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| Though you say that you’re not well
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| I had a plane, I had a crane
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| That could lift up all my trains and all my cars
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| I had a boat that couldn’t float
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| So my machine and me are going to the stars |