When I think about birthdays
And I see my hair turn gray
And the crow’s feet line my eyes
I almost want to cry
No skin care can help me
Age-fighting stuff is not cheap
I don’t get carded now
I should be glad how?

I don’t want to grow up
Although growing old’s a must
I’ll miss all the crazy stuff
That I used to do

I remember coloring
On the walls and other things
Getting the candy I wanted
After a tantrum

I will not grow up for you
I still like to wear tutus
Play dress-up and pretend
I’m in Timbuktu
I will not grow up!

I still like to order the Happy Meals just to get the toys
To set upon the shelf of my cab-i-net once I’m home
Just to stare at them later on into the night during
The commercials in between my favorite TV shows
When the rent comes I start to wish I’d saved my allowance
And the paychecks I got from my job in college
I feel tempted to call my mother for a teensy loan
When she denied my request, I had to learn
To suck it up

I don’t want to grow up
I analyze coffee cups
Got a Peter Pan complex
That ya’ll must respect
Ya’ll must respect

I don’t want to grow up (no I’m not growing up)
The thought makes me throw up (I feel like throwing up)
I have too much to learn (got way too much to learn)
I want my mommy (want my mommy)

I swear I won’t grow up
Ya’ll know Peter Pan’s what’s up
He’s my role model for life
Could I be his wife?