“What do you want to be when you grow up?”
Everyone asks me the same old question.
“What do you want to be when you grow up?”
How am I supposed to know, know, know?
Give me some time to grow.

I can be a doctor, a lawyer,
Or an archeologist,
A nurse or a jeweler,
A baker or a florist,
A salesman, an artist,
Or here’s something different,
A man even told me he was unemployed!
I think that means he’s not working.

“What do you want to be when you grow up?”
Everyone asks me the same old question.
“What do you want to be when you grow up?”
How am I supposed to know, know, know?
Give me some time to grow.

I can be a farmer, a teacher,
Or a photojournalist,
A cook or a housewife,
A barber or a dentist,
A postman, a plumber,
Or here’s something different,
A man even said he was a retired millionaire!
I think that means he’s not working.

“What do you want to be when you grow up?”
Everyone asks me the same old question.
“What do you want to be when you grow up?”
Got to find out all about me, me, me,
Then I’ll know what I want to be.
Got to try things before I’ll know,
Just give me some time to grow.