Copyright ã 2000, Battunes Music
words and music by Dean Batstone
I used to spin my wheels in the school yard
I learned to dance in a mirror
Drank warm beer on the back steps of Stevie’s house
A broken cue on a good day
Smokin’ Drum on the sidewalk
Kissing Karen in the basement of her daddy’s house
Then I grew up, and I took around
I couldn’t find me a reason for stayin’
in this town
I’ve got what I know, that’s a reason to go
I’ve seen enough, man it’s tough, I guess I grew up
I thought bad girls were a good thing
I learned to love in a Dodge Dart
Hitched a ride to the city and I stayed out all night
I washed used cars in a car lot
Took free rides on the subway
Saved enough for some leather, man, and I wore it
right
Then I grew up….
Now those big planes fly over, and they look down on
me
On Jenny and baby playing in the autumn leaves
And I’ll bet they’re all thinkin’
there’s someplace I’d rather be
But all those years of summer, they’re all just
memories
Now that September sun comes shining down through the
trees
I’m a little bit older now,
baby, a little easier to please
And I’d still fall for you, yeah,
I’d go down on my knees
And thank God for Jenny and baby and me
I guess I grew up, and I took a look around
And I found me a reason for stayin’
in this town
I’ve got what I know, and I can’t let it go
I’ve seen enough, man it’s tough, I guess I grew up.