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Yours are just kicking in |
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Mine are just checking out |
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You're at the beginning of this tunnel |
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And I'm just coming out |
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And either way these days |
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We're not as in control as we think |
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You're stamping up the stairs |
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I'm crying at the kitchen sink |
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Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey |
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You worry 'bout growing up |
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I worry 'bout letting go, ho, ho, ho' |
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Cause I know what's coming up |
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Don't let me be the last one to know |
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And either way some of these days |
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We're gonna have to tough it out |
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You turn the music up |
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I, I try to think before |
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I shoutHey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey |
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Hey, hey, hey, hey |
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Hey, hey, hey, hey |
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Hey, hey, hey, hey |
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Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey |
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And I have to own up |
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That dress looks better on you now |
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Only half grown up |
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You should really twirl, take a bow |
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You ask me what going on |
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Why do we feel this way? |
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I can only shake my head"Hormones, babe" |
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I sayAnd yours are just kicking in |
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And mine are just checking out |
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Aw, you're just kicking in |
