I thought I had my girl but she ran away. My car got stolen and I'm gonna be late. For work this week. Make that the fourth day straight. But I'm fine with it. I thought I had it all but I gave it away. I quit that old job now I'm doin' okay. Those material things. They can't get in my way. Cause I'm over it. (PRE-CHORUS). But whatever she may be. (CHORUS). She could be money cars fear of the dark. Your best friends or just strangers in bars. Whoever she is whoever she may be. One thing's for sure. You don't have to worry. And this is the part where you find out who you are. And these are the friends. Those who've been there from the start. So to hell with the bad news. Dirt on your new shoes. It rained all of May. Till the month of June. (PRE-CHORUS). (CHORUS). And every day in every way oh she will look the same. And every care you used to have just seems to float away. To hell with your new shit. And whether or not you think you fit in. (CHORUS). She could be rainy days minimum wage. A book that ends with no last page. Whoever she is whoever she may be. One thing's for sure. You don't have to worry