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i keep hearin' you're concerned about my happiness
but all that thought you're givin' me is conscience i guess
if i was walkin' in your shoes, i wouldn't worry none
while you 'n' your friends are worried about me i'm havin' lots of fun

countin' flowers on the wall
that don't bother me at all
playin' solitaire till dawn with a deck of fifty-one
smokin' cigarettes and watchin' captain kangaroo
now don't tell me i've nothin' to do