歌词
As I complain about the job I have
But still will never quit
I can see your eyes are drawn in on my lips
My application for Syracuse is
Due in three-point five days
Don't wanna go, and I'd never get in
I need an oil change, I'm recently
Bothered by that maintenance light
Don't really like that shade of orange
I got an essay due and things to do
But I don't got the time to do 'em
You're getting awfully close
Don't worry 'bout it
Don't worry baby
Don't worry 'bout it
Don't worry baby
The strings on my guitar are worn out
Look like they're 'bout to snap
The strings on my guitar look just like me
And now we're making out
The patter in my head comes to a halt
Check engine light still blinking on
Your left hand on my left hip
Right unbuckling my seatbelt
We don't have to go for a while
May not make it into Princeton
May not make high honors
And to that I say
Don't worry 'bout it
Don't worry baby
Don't worry 'bout it
Don't worry baby
Don't worry 'bout it
Don't worry baby