Dear Worry کے بول

Doctor's calling on the phone He said the problem's in my head for sure Oh Lord All these faces feel familiar I hear your voice, so I head for the door Oh Lord Oh Lord Oh Lord Dear worry you're gonna be the death of me I'll take another glass of sweet relief Dear worry you're gonna be the death of me Might be better left alone I think it's better I don't know Lord I can't turn the page Pass the time, look away Dear worry you're gonna be the death of me I'll take another glass of sweet relief Dear worry you're gonna be the death of me Can you go, can you go, and get out Can you go, can you go, and get out Can you go, can you go, and get out Get out, get out, get out Dear worry you're gonna be the death of me I'll take another glass of sweet relief Dear worry you're gonna be the death of me