Kelis

I'm not really on a hustle
But I must admit I still enjoy the grind
Now traffic doesn't bother me at all
'Cause for once I'm not racing time
Questions I used to ask myself
Answers I needed now
Problems seem so unsolveable
Well, nothing much bothers me now
Nothing bothers me at all
I'm falling down again
But it seems this time I can break my fall
But if I hurt myself I'll put my band-aid on
And I'll fall, fall again
Questions I used to ask myself
Answers I needed now
Problems seem so unsolveable
Well, nothing much bothers me now
Nothing bothers me at all
Nothing's perfect
But today is close as it will ever, ever be
Making songs is hard when I'm happy
No one wants to hear about your lovely, lovely days
But why should I be bothered at all
When everyday I have a ball
Why should I care what you think about my songs?
Why would I be bothered by the things you say at all?
Told my manager I had nothing scandalous to say
Told my publisist note this, okay
Leave me by the beach today so I can feel the breeze
And watch the children play
So why would I be bothered at all
When everyday I have a ball
Why should I care what you think about my songs?
Why would I be bothered by the things you say at all?
No meetings or phone calls
They only planes I'm catching
Are the ones I see, flying up above of me
Hope they have a very, very, very, very, very, very nice day