Driving in Seattle, in the early-morning night. I'm a little rattled as I stop, at the red light. It's important to go down south, 'cause, in Portland, I'll find the house my parents lived in, hospital I was born in, I've got to go, get sworn in, find my way back to Portland. I gotta grow up.
Crossing over bridges, busking on Alberta St, "Losing My Religion" playing as I sit and eat. This is more than I could expect. This is Portland, cause and effect. I see the buildings, things my dad must have learning, things that satisfy my yearning. This place gets my heart churning. I gotta grow up.
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Third Class - Grow Up In Portland Lyrics
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Driving in Seattle, in the early-morning night. I'm a little rattled as I stop, at the red light. It's important to go down south, 'cause, in Portland, I'll find the house my parents lived in, hospital I was born in, I've got to go, get sworn in, find my way back to Portland. I gotta grow up.
Crossing over bridges, busking on Alberta St, "Losing My Religion" playing as I sit and eat. This is more than I could expect. This is Portland, cause and effect. I see the buildings, things my dad must have learning, things that satisfy my yearning. This place gets my heart churning. I gotta grow up.
Crossing over bridges, busking on Alberta St, "Losing My Religion" playing as I sit and eat. This is more than I could expect. This is Portland, cause and effect. I see the buildings, things my dad must have learning, things that satisfy my yearning. This place gets my heart churning. I gotta grow up.
Writer: LEE ECHARD BOYLE
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