When I Grow Up - Live

When I grow up
 I want to be a forester
 Run through the moss on high heels
 That's what I'll do
 Throwing out a boomerang
 Waiting for it to come back to me
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 When I grow up
 I want to live near the sea
 Crab claws and bottles of rum
 That's what I'll have
 Staring at a seashell
 Waiting for it to embrace me
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 I put my soul into what I do
 Last night I drew a funny man
 With dog eyes and a hanging tongue
 It goes way back
 I never like that sad look
 From someone who wants to be loved by you
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 I'm very good with plants
 When my friends are away
 They let me keep the soil moist
 On the seventh day I rest
 For a minute or two
 Then back on my feet to call for you
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 You've got cucumbers on your eyes
 Too much time spent on nothing
 Waiting for a moment to arise
 The face in the ceiling
 And arms too long
 I'm waiting for him to catch me
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 Waiting for it to embrace me oh