Eliza Doolittle
作詞：Eliza Doolittle 作曲：Eliza Doolittle
I get tired, and upset
And i’m trying to care a little less
I get googly then I only get depressed
I was taught to hide those issues, I was told
Don’t worry, there’s no doubt
There’s always something to cry about
When you’re stuck in an angry crowd
They don’t think what they say
before they open their mouth, you gotta
Pack up your troubles in your old knit bag
And bury them beneath the sea
I don’t care what the people may say
What the people may say about me
Pack up your troubles get your old grin back
Don’t worry about the cavalry
I don’t care what the whisperers say
'Cause they whisper too loud for me
A hot topic,
Maybe I should drop it
It’s a touchy subject
And I like to tiptoe 'round the s**t going down
You got penny, no pound
So if your business is running out
It’s not my business to talk about
They re’t think what they say
before they open their mouth,you gotta
Pack up your troubles in your old knit bag
And bury them beneath the sea
I don’t care what the people may say
What the people may say about me
Pack up your troubles get Your old Grin back
Don’t worry about the cavalry
I don’t care what the whisperers say
'Cause they whisper too loud for me
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Pack up your troubles in your old knit bag
And bury them beneath the sea
I don’t care what the people may say
What the people may say about me
Pack up your troubles get Your old Grin back
Don’t worry about the cavalry
I don’t care what the whisperers say
'Cause they whisper too loud for me