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