St. Vincent Follow

What, me worry? I never do
I'm always amused and amusing you
Sans le fear of impending doom
Life is like banquet food, pleasure to peruse

Do I amuse you, dear?
Would you think me queer
If while standing beside you
I opted instead to disappear?
Disappear

In no hurry I'll sing my tune
On my sky's the hue of a ruddy bruise
In my finest threads couture
I'll call up my favorite muse for a drink
Half, full or two

Have I abused you, dear?
You have had it to here
You say, "Love is just a blood match

With panache"

In the spring, I dust off my lute
Stuff my suitcase full of blues
And I'll stir the dust underneath
The thrust of my clicking heels
C'est la vie

What, me worry? I never do
Life is one charming ruse
For us lucky few

Have I fooled you, dear?
The time, it's coming near
When I'll give you my hand and I'll say
It's been grand, but I'm out of here
I'm out of here

What, me worry? I never do
I'm always amused and amusing you
Sans le fear of impending doom