Grow Up Tomorrow
演唱：The Beaches、Elizabeth Lowell Boland、Leandra Earl、Eliza Enman-Mcdaniel、Jordan Miller、Kylie MillerGrow Up Tomorrow (Explicit) - The Beaches/Eliza Enman-Mcdaniel/Jordan Miller/Kylie Miller/Leandra Earl/Elizabeth Lowell Boland
Lyrics by：Elizabeth Lowell Boland/Jordan Miller/Kylie Miller/Leandra Earl/Eliza Enman-Mcdaniel
Composed by：Elizabeth Lowell Boland/Jordan Miller/Kylie Miller/Leandra Earl/Eliza Enman-Mcdaniel
I'll grow up tomorrow
After I throw
Up tomorrow
Then I'll give you back
The money I borrowed
Oh honey but
Until then
Can I borrow a ten
Buy some shots for
My girlfriends
Oh no
God I think I
Lost my cellphone
Don't know how I'm
Gonna find my way home
To my basement apartment
Tell myself
I'm an artist
But I'm really just
A piece of **** uh
I can't do my taxes
It's a write off
Oh whatever that is
Haven't done my laundry
In a million weeks
But I'm feeling so chic
With my thong inside out
Let's go out
Ahh
All of my friends
Are finding success
And buying a house
And buying a couch
And I'm just sleepin'
In 'til I go out
One two
I'll grow up tomorrow
After I throw up tomorrow
Then I'll give you back
The money I borrowed
Oh honey but until then
Can I borrow a ten
Buy some shots
For my girlfriends
Oh no
God I think I lost
My cellphone
Don't know how I'm gonna
Find my way home
To my basement apartment
Tell myself I'm an artist
But I'm really just
A piece of **** uh
Don't have my
Driver's license
These guys are show offs
They're bragging
That you got it
Why don't you pick me up
At four drive me to
The liquor store
I could buy you something
Fun 'cause you're
Not even 21
Let's go out
Ahhh
All of my friends
Are finding success
And buying a house
And buying a couch
And I'm just sleepin'
In 'til I go out
One two
I'll grow up tomorrow
After I throw
Up tomorrow
Then I'll give you back
The money I borrowed
Oh honey but until then
Can I borrow a ten
Buy some shots for
My girlfriends
Oh no
God I think I lost my
Cellphone
Don't know how I'm gonna
Find my way home
To my basement apartment
Tell myself I'm an artist
But I'm really just
A piece of ****
I'll grow up tomorrow
Don't know how I'm
Gonna find my way home
To my basement apartment
Tell myself I'm an artist
But I'm really just
A piece of ****
Lyrics by：Elizabeth Lowell Boland/Jordan Miller/Kylie Miller/Leandra Earl/Eliza Enman-Mcdaniel
Composed by：Elizabeth Lowell Boland/Jordan Miller/Kylie Miller/Leandra Earl/Eliza Enman-Mcdaniel
I'll grow up tomorrow
After I throw
Up tomorrow
Then I'll give you back
The money I borrowed
Oh honey but
Until then
Can I borrow a ten
Buy some shots for
My girlfriends
Oh no
God I think I
Lost my cellphone
Don't know how I'm
Gonna find my way home
To my basement apartment
Tell myself
I'm an artist
But I'm really just
A piece of **** uh
I can't do my taxes
It's a write off
Oh whatever that is
Haven't done my laundry
In a million weeks
But I'm feeling so chic
With my thong inside out
Let's go out
Ahh
All of my friends
Are finding success
And buying a house
And buying a couch
And I'm just sleepin'
In 'til I go out
One two
I'll grow up tomorrow
After I throw up tomorrow
Then I'll give you back
The money I borrowed
Oh honey but until then
Can I borrow a ten
Buy some shots
For my girlfriends
Oh no
God I think I lost
My cellphone
Don't know how I'm gonna
Find my way home
To my basement apartment
Tell myself I'm an artist
But I'm really just
A piece of **** uh
Don't have my
Driver's license
These guys are show offs
They're bragging
That you got it
Why don't you pick me up
At four drive me to
The liquor store
I could buy you something
Fun 'cause you're
Not even 21
Let's go out
Ahhh
All of my friends
Are finding success
And buying a house
And buying a couch
And I'm just sleepin'
In 'til I go out
One two
I'll grow up tomorrow
After I throw
Up tomorrow
Then I'll give you back
The money I borrowed
Oh honey but until then
Can I borrow a ten
Buy some shots for
My girlfriends
Oh no
God I think I lost my
Cellphone
Don't know how I'm gonna
Find my way home
To my basement apartment
Tell myself I'm an artist
But I'm really just
A piece of ****
I'll grow up tomorrow
Don't know how I'm
Gonna find my way home
To my basement apartment
Tell myself I'm an artist
But I'm really just
A piece of ****