The Blisters - Just a Kid Lyrics
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Just a Kid
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What Are The Lyrics For Just a Kid By The Blisters?
Maybe I'm just a kid
Maybe I just don't fit in I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready to go now I don't wanna go to school But I don't get to make the rules Too early, too early, too early, too early in the morning Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody Has to do something they don't want to do Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody Has to be something, oh, why is that true? Maybe I'm not so big Maybe I just don't fit in I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready for more now And I don't wanna go to bed There's so much going on in my head Not tired, not tired, not tired, not tired right now Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody Has to do something they don't want to do Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody Has to be something, oh, why is that true? Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody Has to be something, let's have some fun Na na na Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody Everybody, everyone, somebody, anyone Has to grow up, let's have some fun |
Who Wrote Just a Kid By The Blisters?
Jeff Tweedy
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What's The Duration Of The Just a Kid By The Blisters?The duration of Just a Kid is 2:51 minutes and seconds. |
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