Text: Lambchop. About My Lighter.

I didn't get that much sleep last night
Starring at the window and the cold moonlight
Tossing and a turning on the antique bed
The sugar tube and Thomas making in my head
And I can see you a pretty good like a rock and roll killer
And this is not the place where you should act like a tool

Got a little hot in the office today
The telephone rings I should throw it away
And even when the paper describes a wreck
They manage to mangle the sub context
And I am standing next to you, you can borrow my lighter
Like this is something that I do, sometimes I get sick

Please don't worry, hey, you don't worry
I guess I'm worried, hey, don't be worried
Let's not worry, we're not worried
About my lighter

And then I see some things that you do ignore
But I wouldn't let 'em bother you anymore
And I have noticed things in this picture book
That have little to do with the way things look
And I still worry 'cause that's my nature, used to sit on the porch
But now I stay a little closer, I feel like a chimp

Please don't worry
I guess I'm worried, don't be worried
Hey you, don't be worried
Let's not worry, we'll try not to worry
About my lighter

About my lighter
About my lighter
About my lighter