I don’t mind waiting in line. No, no.
I don’t mind if the bills pile up and the work is slow.
I don’t mind the gas or the groceries or the drive.
Long as I’m with you I’m having a good time.

I don’t mind the stoner waiter or the poorly cooked food.
I don’t mind little miss kitty or her knucklehead dude.
I don’t mind if every last person here is ugly and rude,
long as I’m with you I’ve got a good attitude.

We could be stuck in traffic for over a week
With a car full of quintuplets who are all cutting teeth.
And around my neck could be a flaming Christmas wreath
and I’d be smiling under, smiling underneath.

I don’t mind waking up early for a flight that’s delayed.
I don’t mind if our weeks vacation was chilly and gray.
I don’t mind the traffic cops or the TSA.
Long as I’m with you I’m having a good day. Long as I’m with you.

I don’t mind spilling my hot sauce on my white shirt.
I don’t mind that twinge when I walk in that knee that I hurt.
I don’t mind my gums peeling back or my hair getting thin.
As long as I’m with you, I win.