| I’m giving up my worrying
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| It doesn’t fit my way
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| I’ve had enough of worrying
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| And messing up my day
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| Somebody made me laugh today
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| It changed the way I am He terrorised the neighbourhood
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| So I can take the blame
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| If I take a look — just a little look
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| I know I’ll be too late
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| So shall I take a look — 'cos every time I look
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| Little, little, just a little late
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| I’m giving up my worrying
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| It doesn’t fit my way
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| I’ve had enough of worrying
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| And messing up my day
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| It doesn’t help me listening
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| To everything I hear
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| It doesn’t make no difference
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| It never is too clear
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| I saw a look-alike today
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| He was a lot to see
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| He was familiar anyway
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| He looked a lot like me Shall I take a look — just a little look
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| It isn’t very clear
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| Oh every time I look — if I take a look
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| Little, little, just a little late
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| I’m giving up my worrying
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| It doesn’t fit my way
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| I’ve had enough of worrying
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| And messing up my day
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| It doesn’t help me listening
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| To everything I hear
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| It doesn’t make no difference
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| It never is too clear
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| I’m giving up my worrying
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| I’ve had enough of worrying
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| I’m giving up my worrying
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| I’ve had enough of worrying
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| I’m giving up my worrying
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| I’ve had enough of worrying |