I'll grow into my head
You'll grow into your chest
And they will not laugh
Again

'Cause we hear songs in the air
Sweet, sweet words that are read
Pull them down with our hands
Squeeze them

It's a marching band
A (?)
A latchkey kid
A TV friend

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Last minute hip
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A curtesy slip
A dad on a binge
I can't forget
But I can forgive

You'll grow into your head
I'll grow into my chest
And they will not laugh
Again

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Last minute hip
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