The Hobos
Your smile was so sweet while od-ing in my car in the back seat ceremony will be over in a short while let us change the music that's been on my radio for too long a time sold my soul to a foul lawyer claimed to be a soul buyer Worry not Worry not you ain't gonna get shot you are destined to be burnt in the spark of love She tried to guess who i was but in the mean time i bust out in histerical laughter Old man approached told us to go but we got married instead Worry not Worry not you ain't gonna get shot you are destined to be burnt in the spark of love