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