Turning 24 Lyrics

Britney spears in the bathtub

Mom encouraged wearing makeup

Titanic poses on the porch

The neighbors dog poop in the front yard

Paper chain links and Janet Jackson

Playing surfer standing in the backseat

Birthday parties in the yard I'm

Turning 24 next week I

Still don't know what I want

In presents or in general

Heaven was 6 years old

And sunlight under parachutes

Making forts in the living room

I wanna have a birthday party

With a trampoline and hot dog contest

I want my parents to celebrate me

Bake me a cake and push my face into it

I'm 24 (She's 24)

Going on 6 years old

Biking round the cul de sac

Matzo ball soup to cure a cold fast

Cannonballing into the deep end

Playing Marco Polo every weekend

Summer camps and extracurriculars

Having scabs all over our exteriors

I've got all the scars and memories

It's bitter but most sweet

There's a first and last time for everything

I wanna fall asleep in the backseat

Of my mom and dad's SUV

After a long night of socializing

Have my dad sweep me off my feet

And carry me to bed

Like I'm a baby again