Yeah, everybody's got a thing
But some don't know how to handle it
Always reaching out in vain
Just taking the things not worth having
But don't you worry 'bout a thing
Don't you worry 'bout a thing, mama
'Cause I'll be standing on the side
When you check it out, oh
They say your style of life's a drag
And that you must go other places
Just don't you feel too bad
When you get fooled by smiling faces