No Worries
Don’t you worry baby, about the things you wear
Don’t you worry baby, ‘cause I don’t even care
It’s not the things you say
Or even the things you do
It’s the way you love me baby
That make me want to cherish you
I won’t ask for money
I won’t ask for blood
Just the way you love me honey
Is far more than enough.
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