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She takes me on a rocking stroll,
If you won’t wave guess I won’t know.
As by I roll I hope you’ll throw a smile at me.
’cause this here pram is all I’ve known.
I won’t be walking till I’ve grown.
All I’ve been shown is everything I want to see.
People’s knees and trunks of trees smile at me.
Looking upward to the sky, moving forward all the time.
The sidewalk lines, gadunk-gadunk-gadunk-gdai.
If it’s warm in here is it cold down there?
Around out where I can only stare.
I’m still aware of little but I’m gonna try.
I’m gonna try.
I’m gonna try.
I’m gonna try.
I’m gonna try. oh!
She takes me on a rocking stroll,
If you won’t wave guess I won’t know.
As by I roll I hope you’ll throw a smile at me.
’cause this here pram is all I’ve known.
I won’t be walking till I’ve grown.
All I’ve been shown is everything I want to see.
People’s knees and trunks of trees smile at me.
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Lyrics: Lemonheads
