Growing Pains

I got tired of my present situationSo I tried rollin' over the stone.Even tried to make a change of occupationBut, my conscience wouldn't leave me alone.You know, even the rich have their problems.I mean, you never quite get enough.So you drink it away, take it out on the kids.And all that funky stuffYou got growing painsYou gotta rearrangeGot them growing pains, yeah.And lately my friends have been tellin' me thatI'm changing way to fast.If there's one thing I don't want to doIt's rely on my broken-down past.Because I hear the call of the wildAnd opportunity is leanin' on meAnd stuck in this town for the rest of my lifeIs one place I don't want to be.I got growing painsI gotta rearrangeGot them growing pains, yeah.Growing pains, oh, yeah.Growing pains.Oh, how long do you gotta grow?Yeah, I don't wanna grow any more.Got them nasty old growing pains![solo]Picked her up at sevenFeeling pretty good by nine.We cruise the local hang-outsIt's the same places every timeJust head for the nearest partyOr the darkest back streetAnd I'm makin' love peepin' over my shoulderMy pants down around my feetGives me growing pains.I gotta rearrangeGot them growing pains.Got them growing pains.Yeah, yeah, ow!Got them growing pains.Yeah! Uh!Growing painsGrowing painsGrowing painsGot them growing pains, yeah, ow!Growing painsGrowing painsGrowing pains.