Rolling high, windows down
Sky spinning like a merry-go-round
Call up a friend just to pass the time

Radio’s bad, TV’s worse
They brought my newspaper in a beat up hearse
Jimmy Cliff comes on to increase my frequency

And I don’t mind, I don’t mind
Driving down that dotted line
I don’t mind a little love today

The whole world’s living in a paper bag
Trying to see through God’s price tag
Holding up a candle, it’s dark all around

My house is a prison, the jailer is me
I’d walk out the door but freedom ain’t free
These days, they sell it by the pound

And I don’t mind, I don’t mind
Driving down that dotted line
I don’t mind a little love today

Don’t you worry, bout a thing
Winter is turning into spring
Love will soon blossom on the vine

You can find it wherever you go
But this supermarket rage is out of control
I couldn’t find it there, guess I’ll try next time

And I don’t mind, I don’t mind
Driving down that dotted line
I don’t mind a little love today
I don’t mind a little love today