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Here's a little song I wrote
You might want to sing it note for note
In every life we have some trouble
When you worry you make it double
Ain't got no place to lay your head
Somebody came and took your bed
The landlord say your rent is late
He may have to litigate
Let me give you my phone number
When you worried call me
I make you happy
Ain't got no cash
Ain't got no style
Ain't got no gal to make you smile
'Cause when you're worried your face will frown
And that will bring everybody down
Now there
This song I wrote
I hope you learned it note for note like good little children
Don't worry
Be happy
Listen to what I say
In your life expect some trouble
When you worry you make it double
Don't worry
Be happy
Be happy now
You might want to sing it note for note
In every life we have some trouble
When you worry you make it double
Ain't got no place to lay your head
Somebody came and took your bed
The landlord say your rent is late
He may have to litigate
Let me give you my phone number
When you worried call me
I make you happy
Ain't got no cash
Ain't got no style
Ain't got no gal to make you smile
'Cause when you're worried your face will frown
And that will bring everybody down
Now there
This song I wrote
I hope you learned it note for note like good little children
Don't worry
Be happy
Listen to what I say
In your life expect some trouble
When you worry you make it double
Don't worry
Be happy
Be happy now
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