Son of an Only Child

Ripples in my soup's got me dreaming
 Ten pounds on the side, baby sitting nice
 She's 25, she's quite a sight
 She lets me stay up 'til we see headlights
 And sugar drops go the extra mile
 When you're the son of an only child
 Yeah
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 Saturday night and I'm drinking
 Some guy at the bar's got me thinking I'm cross
 Oh, I'm cross
 Hold me back
 Hold me back like I'm about to attack
 Oh, I'm yours
 And I'm fucking wild
 I'm the son of an only child
 Yeah, yeah
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 And I feel like celebrating and they're already decorating
 Sticking on the other draft, no doubt
 And the baby boomer's crying
 'Cause his champagne flute is dying
 Sticking on the other draft, out of shame
 Taking all the toys off the counter
 You've got something special about you, you have
 So come on, smile
 You're such a mess
 How can you be sad when you're simply the best?
 Let's run away in your daddy's car
 I'm sick of singing 'bout my broken heart
 I'm a rocket man
 And I'm a juvenile
 I'm the son of an only child
 Oh, yeah
 Yeah