When I Grow Up

When I grow up, I want to be a forester
Run through the moss on high heels
That's what I'll do, throwin' out a boomerang
Waiting for it to come back to me

When I grow up, I want to live near the sea
Crab claws and bottles of rum
That's what I'll have, starin' at the seashell
Waitin' for it to embrace me

Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh

I put my soul in what I do
Last night I drew a funny man
With dark eyes and a hanging tongue
It goes way bad, I never liked that sad look
From someone who wants to be loved by you

Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh

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

Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh

Ooh
Ooh
Ooh

You've got cucumbers on your eyes
Too much time spent on nothin'
Waiting for a moment to rise
Face in the ceilin' and arms too long
I'm waiting for him to catch me

Oh-oh
Oh-oh
Oh, oh



Credits
Writer(s): Karin Elizabeth Dreijer
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