I got tired of my present situation So I tried rollin' over the stone. Even tried to make a change of occupation But, my conscience wouldn't leave me alone. You know, even the rich have their problems. I mean, you never quite get enough. So you drink it away, take it out on the kids. And all that funky stuff You got growing pains You gotta rearrange Got them growing pains, yeah. And lately my friends have been tellin' me that I'm changing way to fast. If there's one thing I don't want to do It's rely on my broken-down past. Because I hear the call of the wild And opportunity is leanin' on me And stuck in this town for the rest of my life Is one place I don't want to be. I got growing pains I gotta rearrange Got them growing pains, yeah. Growing pains, oh, yeah. Growing pains. Oh, how long do you gotta grow? Yeah, I don't wanna grow any more. Got them nasty old growing pains!
Picked her up at seven Feeling pretty good by nine. We cruise the local hang-outs It's the same places every time Just head for the nearest party Or the darkest back street And I'm makin' love peepin' over my shoulder My pants down around my feet Gives me growing pains. I gotta rearrange Got them growing pains. Got them growing pains. Yeah, yeah, ow! Got them growing pains. Yeah! Uh! Growing pains Growing pains Growing pains Got them growing pains, yeah, ow! Growing pains Growing pains Growing painsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
