I've got nothing to worry about
So I worry about nothing
I think I've got fleas or some tropical disease
And my spider-sense is tingling
I've got nothing to panic about
So I panic about nothing
I won't buy grapes I check the 'sell by' dates
And I only eat fruit out of tins
I've got the blues
I've got lifts in my shoes
And I'm scared of the countryside
I can't sleep 'cause I see spiders
When I close my eyes
I've got nothing to be afraid of
So I'm afraid of nothing
I've emptied out the cupboard underneath the stairs
Because I think the sky is gonna fall in
How did I get to be such a
Mess so soon in my life
I can't sleep 'cause I see spiders
When I close my eyes
All I ever wanted to be
Was comfortable and kind
I can't sleep 'cause I see spriders
When I close my eyes
I'd love to go to San Francisco
But I'm too afraid to fly
I can't help it I see spiders
When I close my eyes