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Wacky packs and matchbox cars and colored blocks,
Beneath the stars we'll lie
Stickball with the good humor man,
Catch ten in a row and you win yourself a prize
Can you walk around the sandbox seven times while closing your eyes?
I can climb around the house without touching the ground,
Oh come on you guys
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We were born without a map
We grew up with a little light inside
Though we can't go back
I think you and me turned out alright
We're alright
We'll make a little home in the woods,
Tie ribbons on the trees to find our way
Around the world on the blacktop court,
Bet your Dad a nickel that I can win the game
Wintertime brings snowfall,
And the biggest snowball in the neighborhood
We all stood on top of it for our picture in the paper the next day
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Fashion plates and roller skates and magic tricks,
An illusion to the eye
Sticker books and trading looks across the room,
I turn away so shy
Other girls had all the curves and all the nerve built inside
The rest of us are on their coattails, goin' along for the ride
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