Don't you worry baby I'm like Detroit, I'm crazy Detroit, I'm crazy I'm like Funkadelic said it best I think you know the rest Time don't stand a chance against this motor madness Find me in the suburbs and The shadow of decay Rolling rings of rubber and

Anyway they don't know you like I do They'll never know you You worry bout the wrong things, the wrong things Baby don't worry about it All of the time Lady we'll go out to the floor You worry bout the wrong thing, the wrong thing Why are you so paranoid

Every time you go, you are all I see Holding out for you and me Said "don't worry baby about what you're gonna miss There will always be a much much more than this Like anyone I knew a Dave Drove a Plymouth shallow grave Said, "my girl don't just walk,