Drivin' along, something pollutin' the air - well, uh, Don't worry baby, it must be the area. Chorus: C'mon, baby, let me drive you home; I'm as sensitive as Wilfred Owen. Why ask me where it come from, who's an encyclopedia? Don't worry baby, it must be the area. It's coming from the air vents - look, would I lie to ya? Don't worry baby, it must be the area. Stay in the car, girl, needn't go back to Pa; Don't worry baby, it must be the area.