Don’t worry, I’ll do it for you
I’m a therapist manqué
Let me be your worry beads
I’ll tell your cares away
Should I chance to sit beside you
In a café or a park
And a cloud is hanging over
Groaning, heavy and dark
You can bet that when it’s time to go
You’ll have nothing on your mind
While I sit in the shadow
Of the cloud you left behind
Don’t worry, I’ll do it for you
Relax, I’ll take the strain
Anxiety is my forte
I’ve got worry on the brain