Could It be sunstroke making the way
You wrote me into conversation so wrong
Like playing dolls with man
With no hands, its easy I mean
I guess I’m easy it seems.
You’ve got your problems and I’ve got mine
Lets learn to cope one drink at a time
You’ve got your problems
So relax lock the door
Think about what we start young for
So relax lock the door
Think about what we start young for
Live in the hot, hot sun
Live in the hot, hot sun
Could it be that I’m a little unclean
That worst of my senses have gone extra keen
Could it be that I’m a little unfed
That I'm noticing more and more space in my bed
You’ve got your problems and I’ve got mine
Lets learn to cope one drink at a time
You’ve got your problems
So relax lock the door
Think about what we start young for
So relax lock the door
Think about what we start young for
So relax lock the door
Think about what we start young for
So relax lock the door
Think about what we start young for
You’ve got your problems and I’ve got mine
The suns giving us cancer all of the time
(all of the time)
You’ve got your problems and I’ve got mine
Lets learn to cope one drink at a time
You’ve got your problems
Lets make you mine
So relax lock the door
Think about what we start young for
So relax lock the door
Think about what we start young for
So relax lock the door
Think about what we start young for
So relax lock the door
Think about what we start young for