Text: Sammy Hagar. Three Lock Box. Growing Up.

Oh, yeah

See all the kids on the side street
Hangin' 'round in their cars
They're out makin' memories, yeah
See the girls in their summer clothes

All the boys all rough and tough
They just can't get enough, oh no

They're just growing up
And they can't get around it
They're just growing up, face the fact
I'm so glad that I found out I must be growing up

I never thought I'd want to settle down
But her love just gets to me
Kinda feels like the real thing, yeah
I'm feeling guilty about my friends

Oh, they all say how I've been changing
I'm just bored 'cause this old town's got me down, oh, yea

I'm just growing up
Uh, I can't get around it, no
Growing up, face the fact
I'm so glad that I found out I must be growing up

Feels like I'm winding down, or breaking loose
I've put together a new plan, I'm stickin' to it
I'm not tired, I'm just bored to come, oh man

I'm just growing up
No I can't get around it

Guess I'm growing up, face the fact
I'm so glad that I found out, I must be I'm just
Growing up, yeah

We just can't get around it, oh no
Growing up, face the fact
Yea, I'm glad that I found out I must ge g-g-g
Growing up, yeah

No, you can't get around it, no
Growing up, face the fact
I'm so glad that I found out I must be growing up