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When you grow up
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I'm, a boy from the street
I walk the city with my guitar
Without disturbing anyone
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I go cutting chains
I am growing against misery
And some other grief
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But I lose control
I come home and I hear your voice
Always the same song
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Baby, baby What are you going to be
When you grow up
Baby, baby What are you going to be
When you grow up
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A rock and roll star
President of the nation
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Baby, baby What are you going to be
When someone presses the button
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I'm almost condemned
To be successful so as not to be
A failed dog
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In this way, in this way I was instructed
Generations after generations
They march beside me
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I just want to play
I am the dream of mom and dad
No, I can not fail them
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Baby, baby What are you going to be
When you grow up
Baby, baby What are you going to be
When you grow up
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A rock and roll star
President of the nation
✬
Baby, baby What are you going to be
When someone presses the button
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