Testo di Let's Play Grown Up

You used to play grown-up in Your mother's old dress Now you sit and wonder how your Life became a mess And some day you'll get used to it Poor little dreamer with a naughty force of will You misbehave, son, better getcha on that pill And some day you'll get used to it Just wait It's fun to pretend Then again, what a drag getting old Pour out your memories from a bottle of gin Wake in the morning feelin' miserable again And some day you'll get used to it Just wait. you'll get used to it