Pigtails, cartoon band-aids, and crayons
Life was so much easier back then
When we could walk outside
Dressed in a striped shirt
Paired with polka-dot shorts
And no one cared
Our mommy fixed our hair
Bathed us, cooked for us,
Tucked us in tight at night
Kissed our foreheads to see if we were warm
And made sure no one
Hurt "her baby girl"
Now we're on our own
Mommy can't be there
Every time we fall down
Fevers and bad hair days
Are things we have to fix all by ourselves
Boys were super icky
Cause of all the cooties
They made us cry
By calling us mean names
And trying to kiss us
When the teacher wasn't watching
Now boys are irresistible
With their muscles and their charm
They cause our tears now
By causing heartache
And taking advantage of us
But someday we will find "the one"
As we all get older
Our innocence and vulnerability
Give way to often painful experience
We are forever changed
Pigtails, cartoon band-aids, and crayons
Those were the days
Life was so much easier back then
When we could walk outside
Dressed in a striped shirt
Paired with polka-dot shorts
And no one cared
Our mommy fixed our hair
Bathed us, cooked for us,
Tucked us in tight at night
Kissed our foreheads to see if we were warm
And made sure no one
Hurt "her baby girl"
Now we're on our own
Mommy can't be there
Every time we fall down
Fevers and bad hair days
Are things we have to fix all by ourselves
Boys were super icky
Cause of all the cooties
They made us cry
By calling us mean names
And trying to kiss us
When the teacher wasn't watching
Now boys are irresistible
With their muscles and their charm
They cause our tears now
By causing heartache
And taking advantage of us
But someday we will find "the one"
As we all get older
Our innocence and vulnerability
Give way to often painful experience
We are forever changed
Pigtails, cartoon band-aids, and crayons
Those were the days
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