Grow Up Songtext
von Baylee Littrell

Ever since I met you
I′ve been feeling crazy things
Calling you my baby
Makes me younger by the day

Saturday morning Nintendo
I'm flying my arm out the window
Like I′m living on sweets now
On a road, swing swing from a tree house

You're the kinda girl that makes a boy like
Wanna grow up, no matter how old we're getting
Never get so kissing on those lips
You′re the kinda woman takes a man right
Back to 16, six pack with the fake ID
Homecoming queen in a shy gutsy
You′re the kinda girl that makes a boy like
Wanna grow up
Grow up, grow up, grow up now, grow up now


Would you say we grab a pair of board and hit the lake?
Make everybody say that we won't ever act our ways, like
L.A. get the light up shoes
Save by the Bell and some Scooby-Doo
Make me wanna does starve among groups
You can have any other girls if you want to

You′re the kinda girl that makes a boy like
Wanna grow up, no matter how old we're getting
Never get so kissing on those lips
You′re the kinda woman takes a man right
Back to 16, six pack with the fake I.D
Homecoming queen in a shy gutsy
You're the kinda girl that makes a boy like
Wanna grow up
Grow up, grow up, grow up now, grow up now
Grow up, grow up, grow up now, grow up now

Ohh yeah, like I′m gonna write you love letters
You know I'm gonna take you back to the third grade


You're the kinda girl that makes a boy like (I don′t wanna grow up)
Wanna grow up, no matter how old we′re getting
Never get so kissing on those lips
You're the kinda woman takes a man right
Back to 16, six pack with the fake I.D
Homecoming queen in a shy gutsy
You′re the kinda girl that makes a boy like
Wanna grow up
Grow up, grow up, grow up now, grow up now
Ha ha ha ha ha