I got tired of my present situation

So I tried rollin' over the stone

Even tried to make a change of occupation

But my conscience wouldn't leave me alone

You know, even the rich have their problems

I mean, you never quite get enough

So you drink it away, take it out on the kids

And all that funky stuff

You got growing pains, you gotta rearrange

Got them growing pains, yeah

And lately my friends have been tellin' me that

I'm changing way too fast

If there's one thing I don't want to do

It's rely on my broken-down past

Because I hear the call of the wild

And opportunity is leanin' on me

And stuck in this town for the rest of my life

Is one place I don't want to be

I got growing pains, I gotta rearrange

Got them growing pains, yeah

Growing pains, oh yeah, growing pains

Oh, how long do you gotta grow?

Yeah, I don't wanna grow any more

Got them nasty old growing pains

Picked her up at seven

Feeling pretty good by nine

We cruise the local hang-outs

It's the same places every time

Just head for the nearest party

Or the darkest back street

And I'm makin' love peepin' over my shoulder

My pants down around my feet

Gives me growing pains

I gotta rearrange

Got them growing pains

Got them growing pains

Yeah, yeah, ow

Got them growing pains

Yeah, uh, growing pains

Growing pains, growing pains

Got them growing pains, yeah, ow

Growing pains, growing pains

Growing pains