Pretty girls. You're too good for this. How you break my heart. In this cold waiting room. Oh, my, pretty girls. You're too good for this. Don't let 'em tell you you're nothing.
Let the kid's sing. . Back in the days when I was young, I'm not a kid anymore. But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again. Back in the days when I was young, I'm not a kid anymore.