Big Babies

it's halloween, we're in the kitchen
i'm the devil and you're a witch and
you're angry we didn't dress up for the holiday
cuz we never have any fun anymore
but what about that lunch at wendy's for your birthday
you seemed awfully grateful at the time
that doesn't count, you say
that doesn't count, you say
we were much younger then
but i say

no matter how old
no matter how gray
from the wailing wall to the need to drop the ball
we are all a bunch of big babies anyway

your cheeks are red, your eyes are blue
your hands are cold, your words are few
and i don't know if we'll ever get married
i don't know if we'll ever be true
and i'd pimp you to the neighbors if i knew them
and you'd shoot me in my heart if you could find it
just to keep me from loving you
to keep me from loving you
to keep me from loving you

no matter how old
no matter how gray
from the wailing wall to the need to drop the ball
we are all a bunch of big babies anyway

there's no sense in going outside
it's shining cats and dogs
kittens and puppies
hippies and yuppies
can't see through the fog

we've all lied inside the u.s. senate
but i said i loved you and i meant it
i made a motion on the floor
if i could stand up i'd be an astronaut
but anyone who ever lifted off descended
not even lawyers can prevent it
some days they may lock us up
some days they may let us out
but every night we'll twist and shout

no matter how old
no matter how gray
from the wailing wall to the need to drop the ball
we are all a bunch of big babies anyway

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