Could it be sunstroke making the way you rope me
Into conversation so wrong?
Like playing darts with a man with no hands
It's easy I mean, I guess I'm easy it seems
You've got your problems and I've got mine
Let's learn to cope one drink at a time
You've got your problems
So relax, lock the door
Think about what we start young for
So relax, lock the door
Think about what we start young for
Bathe in the hot, hot sun
Bathe in the hot, hot sun
Could it be that I'm a little unclean
That the worst of my senses have grown extra keen
Could it be that I'm a little unfed
That I'm noticing more and more space in my bed
You've got your problems and I've got mine
Lets learn to cope one drink at a time
You've got your problems
So relax, lock the door
Think about what we start young for
So relax, lock the door
Think about what we start young for
So relax, lock the door
Think about what we start young for
So relax, lock the door
Think about what we start young for
You've got your problems
And I've got mine
The sun's giving us cancer all of the time (all of the time)
You've got your problems and I've got mine
Let's learn to cope one drink at a time
You've got your problems
Let's make you mine
So relax, lock the door
Think about what we start young for
So relax, lock the door
Think about what we start young for
So relax, lock the door
Think about what we start young for
So relax, lock the door
Think about what we start young for