Try To Think About Me - Edit
I wonder what you dream about
When you're sleeping, and I hold you
Do you remember some of the many
Stories that I told you
And if you find yourself in Alaska
Curled up by a big bear
And if you feel like there is a big paw
Going through your hair
Well I hope that you hear
A song to your ear
With a groove so jazzy
And a voice so clear
You see
Don't you worry a bit
Try to think about me
Don't you worry a bit
Try to think about me
See the hyena and the monkey
Fighting in the sun
See the marauding bandit
Shooting his gun
In the hard hit of the summer
When the rivers run dry
And at the dawning of the millennium
With no supply
And the looted shop
With the window smashed
With the crooked cop
Investigated for cash
You see
Don't you worry a bit
Try to think about me
Don't you worry a bit
Try to think about me
And in the land of our forefathers
Covered in dust
People were dying
They were sick to their guts
And you saw the holy shore
Infested with sea lice and kelp
You saw the submarine king
Crying for help
And you moved your hip
And you tightened your grip
And then you bring your lip
Onto my lip
You see
Don't you worry a bit
Try to think about me
Don't you worry a bit
Try to think about me
Don't you worry a bit
Try to think about me
Don't you worry a bit
Try to think about me
Don't you worry a bit
Try to think about me
Don't you worry a bit
Try to think about me
When you're sleeping, and I hold you
Do you remember some of the many
Stories that I told you
And if you find yourself in Alaska
Curled up by a big bear
And if you feel like there is a big paw
Going through your hair
Well I hope that you hear
A song to your ear
With a groove so jazzy
And a voice so clear
You see
Don't you worry a bit
Try to think about me
Don't you worry a bit
Try to think about me
See the hyena and the monkey
Fighting in the sun
See the marauding bandit
Shooting his gun
In the hard hit of the summer
When the rivers run dry
And at the dawning of the millennium
With no supply
And the looted shop
With the window smashed
With the crooked cop
Investigated for cash
You see
Don't you worry a bit
Try to think about me
Don't you worry a bit
Try to think about me
And in the land of our forefathers
Covered in dust
People were dying
They were sick to their guts
And you saw the holy shore
Infested with sea lice and kelp
You saw the submarine king
Crying for help
And you moved your hip
And you tightened your grip
And then you bring your lip
Onto my lip
You see
Don't you worry a bit
Try to think about me
Don't you worry a bit
Try to think about me
Don't you worry a bit
Try to think about me
Don't you worry a bit
Try to think about me
Don't you worry a bit
Try to think about me
Don't you worry a bit
Try to think about me
Credits
Writer(s): David Benouaisch
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