Grow Up - Baylee Littrell

You’re the kinda girl that makes a boy not wanna grow up

No matter how old we get, never get soul-kissin' on those lips

You’re the kinda woman takes a man right back to sixteen

Six-pack with a fake ID, homecomin' queen in a shotgun seat

You’re the kinda girl that makes a boy not wanna grow up

Grow up, grow up, grow up, no

Grow up, no

Whatcha say we grab a paddleboard and hit the lake

Make everybody say that we don’t ever act our age, like

L.A. get light up shoes, Saved By the Bell and some Scooby-Doos

Make me wanna dust off amagos and you can ride that handle bar girl if you want

to

You’re the kinda girl that makes a boy not wanna grow up

No matter how old we get, never get soul-kissin' on those lips

You’re the kinda woman takes a man right back to sixteen

Six-pack with a fake ID, homecomin' queen in a shotgun seat

You’re the kinda girl that makes a boy not wanna grow up

(spoken)

Oh, yeah

Like I’m gonna write you love letters

You know I’m gonna take you back to third grade

You’re the kinda girl that makes a boy not wanna grow up

No matter how old we get, never get soul-kissin' on those lips

You’re the kinda woman takes a man right back to sixteen

Six-pack with a fake ID, homecomin' queen in a shotgun seat

You’re the kinda girl that makes a boy not wanna grow up

Your love keeps me younger, ain’t never, ain’t never growin' up girl

(You're the kinda woman takes a man right back to sixteen)

Grow up, grow up, grow up, no

(Six-pack with a fake ID, homecomin' queen in a shotgun seat)

Grow up, no