Testi:
Jason Michael Carroll Growing Up Is Getting Old

Then it's beer bong hangin' from the hayloft Jell-O shooters with Smirnoff Long necks chillin' in the feed trough Pig smokin' slow Flatbed band cranked up

responsibility Even tho God gave this gift to the both of us Some how every other weekend is how it ended up (chorus) When the telephone rings, i drop everything Cause when all u got is

Baby Come take a look At this dusty yearbook Do you remember those two kids? Its you and me Most likely to succeed Had it all planned out yes we did

we've got a lot of making up to do And I can't hug you on the phone, so hurry home Well the message light was blinking when he got back It was an old

for my next fifty years. Got to work chasin' skirts, and shotgunning beers. I need to hang my hat, so I've been told. But man this growing up is getting old

are scared to death and some held their breath But not one person there didn't understand It's all about love, one don't, one does And that's just the way it is

said, girl, you got it good here You don't need to mess with a guy going nowhere She said how's about Texas? He got up and shook his head then he said

And even though God gave this gift to the both of us Somehow every other weekend is how it ended up 'Cause when the telephone rings I drop everything 'Cause when all you got is

Baby come take look at this dusty yearbook Do you remember those two kids? It's you and me most likely to succeed Had it all planned out, yes we did