I've got nothing to worry about So I worry about nothing I think I've got fleas Or some tropical disease My spider sense is tingling
I've got nothing to panic about So i panic about nothing I won't buy grapes I check the sell by dates I only eat fruit out of tins
I've got the blues I've got lips in my shoes And I'm scared of the countryside I can't sleep cos I see spiders when I close my eyes
I've got nothing to be afraid of So I'm afraid of nothing I've emptied out the cupboard underneath the stairs Cos i think the sky is going to fall
How did I get to be such a mess So soon in my life I can't sleep cos I see spiders when I close my eyes
All I ever wanted to be Was comfortable and kind I can't sleep cos I see spiders when I close my eyes
I'd love to go to San Francisco But I'm too afraid to fly I can't help it cos I see spiders when I close my eyes
Compositores: Jonathan Mark Owen (PRS), Peter John Hobbs (PRS)Editores: BMG Rights Administration Spain S L U (SGAE), Ediciones Musicales Clipper`sl (SGAE), Stage Three Music (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #2105016 em 10/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM