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One day your mama drops the hem of your skirt
Next day you give up yelling, "What's for dessert?"
You can't explain it, but you're one solid hurt
Baby, you've got growin' pains
Your Christmas penny doesn't look half so bright
Papa's not president, since maybe tonight
When you're not quite so sure that mom's always right
Baby, you've got growin' pains
Nothing's wrong, just growin' pains
And they'll never hurt too long
When there are cobwebs in the dreams that you weave
When there's no magic in the words "make believe"
When doubt comes peepin' out and tugs at your sleeve
Baby, you've got growin' pains
When you come home from school and don't slam the door
Ride down the banister or slide 'cross the floor
When you don't cry for every toy in the store
Baby, you've got growin' pains
They're not bad, just growin' pains
You'll be awfully glad you had