[00:00.10]Things You Don't Have To Do -Norah Jones
[00:15.773]I walk down the diamond studded concrete canyon
[00:19.919]Nobody looked me in the eye
[00:23.738]Tried to fly to the moon
[00:26.87]Only made it to the sky
[00:30.975]I was looking for
[00:32.562]I don't ture the hedle singel friend
[00:38.960]I don't searching for a clear connection
[00:42.270]Without a digital send
[00:47.911]Ain't it just a little scary sometimes
[00:50.889]To find the lies that you know to be true
[00:55.806]I'll find you smiling about
[00:57.956]Things you don't have to do
[01:07.723]Bill doesn't call me anymore
[01:09.822]I hear he's found religion
[01:15.364]His rargine big haired blonde apprentice beautician
[01:22.792]And all the words and gesticulations that came before
[01:27.650]They don't seem to mean a thing
[01:31.669]You can feel fine to drop a dime
[01:33.606]If you're ever hanging by a string
[01:40.54]Ain't it just a little scary sometimes
[01:42.843]To find the lies that you know to be true
[01:47.852]I'll find you smiling about
[01:49.990]Things you don't have to do
[01:53.867]Things you don't have to do
[01:59.405]I hear voices crying out
[02:01.802]Echoes on the boulevard
[02:07.315]Contentious rambling incantations
[02:10.553]Of some senile bard
[02:15.340]There's too much going on around here
[02:18.19]To keep my head from spinning
[02:23.205]And this constant acceleration
[02:25.514]Blurs any ties to the beginning
[02:31.970]Ain't it just a little scary sometimes
[02:34.938]To find the lies that you know to be true
[02:39.856]I'll find you smiling about
[02:44.275]Things you don't have to do
[02:48.294]Things you don't have to do
[02:52.273]Things you don't have to do
[02:56.213]Things you don't have to do

Things You Don't Have To Do -Norah Jones
I walk down the diamond studded concrete canyon
Nobody looked me in the eye
Tried to fly to the moon
Only made it to the sky
I was looking for
I don't ture the hedle singel friend
I don't searching for a clear connection
Without a digital send
Ain't it just a little scary sometimes
To find the lies that you know to be true
I'll find you smiling about
Things you don't have to do
Bill doesn't call me anymore
I hear he's found religion
His rargine big haired blonde apprentice beautician
And all the words and gesticulations that came before
They don't seem to mean a thing
You can feel fine to drop a dime
If you're ever hanging by a string
Ain't it just a little scary sometimes
To find the lies that you know to be true
I'll find you smiling about
Things you don't have to do
Things you don't have to do
I hear voices crying out
Echoes on the boulevard
Contentious rambling incantations
Of some senile bard
There's too much going on around here
To keep my head from spinning
And this constant acceleration
Blurs any ties to the beginning
Ain't it just a little scary sometimes
To find the lies that you know to be true
I'll find you smiling about
Things you don't have to do
Things you don't have to do
Things you don't have to do
Things you don't have to do