Tracey Curtis - Springtime lyrics

Goodbye 64 Linthorpe Road Goodbye Barnet here we go We're all leaving moving home Going down to Basingstoke Lots of garages and alleyways Bushes and benches and hundreds of houses They all look the same square and grey The pretty (??) frontdoors There aren't many roads on my estate So you can ride your cart or skateboard Skates and bicycles shopping trolleys tricycles Cars don't get in the way And in the springtime On my estate Everybody meets at the cat face And we stay out late You can play football on my estate In the square by the sign that says No Ballgames No one really minds we play football all the time Kick too hard and you'll smash a window There's lots to do on my estate Camps in the bushes and the hills and mountains Lay some wavy line lots of trees to climb Town isn't far away And in the springtime On my estate Everybody meets at the cat face And we stay out late Can I stay out a little bit later All my friends from the other estate are Can I go to town with my friends from school There's lots of new people on my estate If I close my eyes I can see my old friends Playing in the square nothing stays the same Everything goes away And in the springtime On my estate Everybody meets at the cat face And we stay out late And in the springtime On my estate Everybody meets at the cat face And we stay out late