The Worrying Kind

Moves, I like to make 'em Grooves, I like to shake 'em Shake 'em from my troublesome mind 'Cause sometimes you'll find That I'm out of my mind You see baby, I'm the worrying kind And words, I like to break 'em Words, I'd like to shake 'em Shake 'em from my troublesome mind And you turn up your nose It's a joke you suppose But baby, I'm the worrying kind So if you see me somewhere With that glassy ol' stare And the panic and fear in my eyes Don't call for first aid or the fire brigade Or the local police 'cause they won't care I'm just a silly old girl with my head in the can I'm just a mortal with potential of a superman But what sense does it make When I feel like a fake When I'm saying to you all be good for goodness sake? Words, I like to break 'em Words, I'd like to shake 'em Shake 'em from my troublesome mind And why? Heaven knows, it's a joke, I suppose But baby, I'm the worrying kind I'm the worrying kind, baby So if you see me somewhere With that glassy ol' stare And the panic and fear in my eyes Don't call for first aid or the fire brigade Or the local police 'cause they won't care I'm just a silly old girl with my head in the can I'm just a mortal with potential of a superman But what sense does it make When I feel like a fake When I'm saying to you all be good for goodness sake? Words, I like to break 'em Words, I'd like to shake 'em Shake 'em from my troublesome mind And why? Heaven knows, it's a joke I suppose But baby, I'm the worrying kind You see baby, I'm the worrying kind