| I know you’ve got a lotta worries
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| And you know I’ve got a lotta worries
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| We can worry them away
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| And live to see another day
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| When you feel your stomach turnin' in a hurry
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| Mouth dry, hands shakin', vision blurry
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| From the bad economy
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| More than when you’re puttin' up with me
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| I’m not worried, I’ll be fine
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| Just want you to know you’re on my mind
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| But I’m not worried, just worried sick
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| A little dose of you might do the trick
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| You’re the cure for worried sick
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| This might not be what you expected
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| This might be the one time that I stand corrected
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| And it’s hard to be right (right)
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| It’s easier to fight (fight)
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| I’m not worried, I’ll be fine
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| Just want you to know you’re on my mind
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| But I’m not worried, just worried sick
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| A little dose of you might do the trick
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| You’re the cure for worried sick
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| I’m not worried, I’ll be fine
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| Just want you to know you’re on my mind, yeah!
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| But I’m not worried, just worried sick
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| A little dose of you might do the trick
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| You’re the cure for worried sick
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| You’re the cure for worried sick |