Don't Worry Bout Me

Call off the search I'm right where you left me I know I've acted absurd And sent you 'round circles and all I bet it's true That calling me is calling up Houdini Like, where is she? Hop on a plane I'm running In Japan just going widdit Wrote you a haiku Hope that he finds me in it Getting off on the Ginza line I'll try keep you in the loop this time I might hit you up I might disappear to dust I might let myself go nuts I might hit you up I might disappear to dust I might let myself go nuts I might hit you up I might disappear to dust I might hit you up I might let myself go nuts Say what Say what Do I do but to keep the door open? You don't know how it is you're breathing Catching every feeling Let yourself fall when you want Everybody dick riders Everybody tongue tied When they see gold You let 'em know So only you can know me I want you to show up Like a welcome omen I want you You ask if I'd stay I might hit you up I might disappear to dust I might let myself go nuts I might hit you up I might disappear to dust I might let myself go nuts I might hit you up I might disappear to dust I might hit you up I might let myself go nuts (I might hit you up, I might disappear to dust)