No Worries, Blossom !I got my jeans torn,
and my rock-n-rolla music on.
Just like the beat, you had,
I groove to the drums,
and shake my head
till it hurts too bad.
I chill with the thrill
That someday we will
Dine on the same board,
Or do I cream the dream wrong?
Since I don't have u along.
I am jumping off,
these burning rings.
Once in a while-In this circus of Life.
-Where I perform
and I, together, Smile.
Look how i cherished
And how I stitched myself,
into somebody new.
That somebody,
you never knew.
I got my jeans torn,
and my rock-n-rolla music on.