Key: Db major
Verse 1
it gets complicated,
very complicated.
It's amazing how more complicated
life can sometimes be.
Everyone expects me to do just about everything on my own,
by myself, and it really isn't fair.
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Everyone expects me to be well -behaved
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and smile and I'll thank you very much,
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I'll have some soup,
ma 'am, if you please
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And I really don't like soup,
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no, I don't like it a bit
even just a teensy sip
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Cause I'm seven, it's expected,
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yet my sis ter gets all three
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My dad says she is just a baby,
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Just because I can tie my shoes,
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Just because I can read a book,
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but I really, really need them.
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But I'm not a grown up.
convincing mom and dad
that I'm old enough to have
a pocket knife all my own.
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My best friend Omar's got one,
I don't care. my dad.
Makes me nervous.
Says my mom.
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Because you just might hurt yourself.
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Or your sister. But I won't.
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for at least another year
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of how I wish that I were eight.
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Just because I can clean my room,
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my folks expect me to keep it tidy.
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I can handle knives
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and spoons,
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And then, when I ask for a horse,
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they say, Sure,
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I'm seven and I'm very grown up,
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but I'm not that grown up .
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I'm, I'm, I'm seven.
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I'm, I'm,
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I'm seven. Complicated.
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I'm seven and
I take piano lessons once a week,
and my folks say I must practice once a day without fail,
and I hate, I hate to practice,
but my folks say I must do it,
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and they make me play arpeggios and scales many times.
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Seven. Seven.
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Just because I grew beans at school,
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cook an d dry them.
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brush an d part it.
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but they won't even let me start it.
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grown up
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But when you're three
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No responsibility
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Endless possibilities
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Then you get to my age
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white to beige
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It gets complicated, very complicated,
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cause my parents and my teachers are all asking me for stuff,
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and it's rough, and it all builds up inside me,
and although they try to guide me,
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My mom says it's just a stage.
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Cause I'm seven. It's complicated
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I ain't eight and I ain't nine
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It's not that I want to whine
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There are just some things that I need
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Kids don't play games
Like, why are they always asking
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me to read?
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use your head
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Like, what that means
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in my class right now
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