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Do do do, do do doDo do do, do do doA boy is just a eleven ageBegin to growing high at a fast rate that they have never done beforeThey develop curiosity and start to fantasiseAbout the things that have never thought of doing beforeThese dreams are no more harmful than The usual thoughts the boys have of becoming football stars or millionairesAs long as they distinction fantasy and fiction remainsIt's just a nature walkIt's just the facts of lifeThere's no master planWalk me home from schoolI'll let you hold my handYou're getting ideasAnd when you sleep at nightThey develop into sweet dreamsIt's just the facts of lifeA boy sits by the telephone, wanting to call a girlBut not dare to because she may say noAt last someone took have the courage firstAnd discovered someone else has asked her first and she says yesNow it's time to deal with the fear that have been rejectedSongtexteNow it gets into life being without hurtAt this point this boy is listening to this songAnd is probably saying it's easy and said and done and it's trueIt's just the facts of lifeThere's no master planWalk me home from schoolI'll let you hold my handYou're getting ideasAnd when you sleep at nightThey develop into sweet dreamsIt's just the facts of lifeDo do do, do do doDo do do, do do doSmall town detain defects from more urban situationSeem ??? if these few places to goAnd the lessons normally gather in a cafe or a arcadeIf they have to almost anywhere will doA family car, a decease ???A rolling book or a shadeExperimentation, familiarizationIt's all a nature walkIt's just the facts of lifeThere's no master planWalk me home from schoolI'll let you hold my handYou're getting ideasAnd when you sleep at nightThey develop into sweet dreamsIt's just the facts of lifeIt's just the facts of life (Sweet dreams)There's no master plan (Ideas)Walk me home from school (Sweet dreams)I'll let you hold my handYou're getting ideas (Sweet dreams)And when you sleep at night (Ideas)They develop into sweet dreams (Sweet dreams)It's just the facts of lifeIt's just the facts of life (Sweet dreams)There's no master plan (Ideas)Walk me home from school (Sweet dreams)I'll let you hold my hand Aus Songtexte Mania