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 Words, I'd like to break 'em Words, I 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 boy with my head in the can 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 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 boy with my head in the can 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? Oh, words, I like to shake 'em Words, I'd like to break 'em Shake 'em from my troublesome mind And why? Heaven knows It's a joke I suppose But baby, I'm the worrying kind And you turn up your nose And you say it's a pose But baby, I'm the worrying kind Yeah, sometimes I'm blind I'm just out of my mind Baby, I'm 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 Words, I'd like to break 'em Words, I 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 boy with my head in the can 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 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 boy with my head in the can 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? Oh, words, I like to shake 'em Words, I'd like to break 'em Shake 'em from my troublesome mind And why? Heaven knows It's a joke I suppose But baby, I'm the worrying kind And you turn up your nose And you say it's a pose But baby, I'm the worrying kind Yeah, sometimes I'm blind I'm just out of my mind Baby, I'm the worrying kind
