1964
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1964
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I didn't know any different
When I walked away from the car that day
You kissed my cheek, I sent a smile your way
You said: Don't let anyone put that smile away
As I skipped down the road feeling ever so old
Your throat went dry and your eyes went cold
I'm not a child anymore
And I really am sure
Please don't waste your tears
As I lock the front door
We don't listen to the radio
Just us two sat in the car alone
Talk about the newspaper
Have a whine and a moan
I'm not a child anymore
And I really am sure
You can't stop the world
With a medicinal cure
We don't listen to the radio
Just us two sat in the car alone
Talk about the newspaper
Have a whine and a moan
Because you know that my ten o'clock curfew is no more
Tell me that I act young, that I am so immature
Well, there are a few things that I won't mention at all
I know you think I don't know what I am doing
Well, I guess that you're right
I've spent my whole life blagging
Then you tell me I'm precocious
That I'm going way too fast
Well, I did leave home
It was never gonna last
But just because I don't watch musicals in bed
Doesn't mean I don't have the songs stuck in my head
I'm not a child anymore
And I really am sure
Please don't waste your tears
As I lock the front door
We don't listen to the radio
Just us two sat in the car alone
Talk about the newspaper
Have a whine and a moan
I'm not a child anymore
And I really am sure
You can't stop the world
With a medicinal cure
We don't listen to the radio
Just us two sat in the car alone
Talk about the newspaper
Have a whine and a moan
Because you know that my ten o'clock curfew is no more
The sights, the flashing lights
Parties and costumes, TFL nights
I know I can't control the powers that be
But father, please listen
Just let go of me
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