I take a breath then I throw myself into the city
The scooter is always broken, thank goodness there's the tram
If I squeeze in I'll be there at least for a while
Come on there There's room, I can't get through
It's a boxing match
I'm going down to the centre, just in time to look for a bar
It was sunny and now it's raining, tell me how. ago
But it's as good as I would like
And I would never change it with anyone
My years, my years
Only mine, my years
How many questions maybe it will be
That I'm getting bigger
Or maybe that tomorrow I'm a year older
I'll eat standing up then I'll meet up with my friends
I'll be back at home radio on in the bathtub in apnea
I would sleep there for a month but I can't because it is
Tonight I promised to go out with you
My years, my years
Only mine, my years
How many questions maybe there will be
That I'm getting older
Or maybe that tomorrow I'm a year older
And how many questions maybe there will be
What will I do when I grow up
Now that I'm a year older for an hour
My years, my years
Only mine, my years
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