[Verse 1] I found a wrench in a flower pot Two dead bulbs and a fishing knot The garage door sticks on the left side track I said I'd fix it, then I went right back Old paint cans wearing rust like pride A radio box with no one inside I moved one box, felt real grown Sat on the step and admired my throne [Pre-Chorus] Look at me now So calm, so fine One dust cloud later I'm ahead of time [Chorus] Doing fine, doing fine Sweeping up my own design Pouring dust into a pile Call it progress, call it style Doing fine, doing fine Rolling glory into one clean line The porch gets neat, the garage gets brave I am the queen of the almost-caved [Verse 2] A spider web caught my old screen door I bowed to it like it owned the floor A cracked red mop and a bent-up rake All these little things I meant to take I labeled a shelf with a marker cap Then found three screws in a coffee can trap The broom leaned back like it knew my plan Like, sure, boss, be the careful man [Pre-Chorus] Look at me now Such steady hands One more sweep And I become a brand [Chorus] Doing fine, doing fine Sweeping up my own design Pouring dust into a pile Call it progress, call it style Doing fine, doing fine Rolling glory into one clean line The porch gets neat, the garage gets brave I am the queen of the almost-caved [Bridge] Half the afternoon gone soft The trash bag ripped, the nails ran off I laughed at the mess, then laughed some more Might frame this chaos by the door [Chorus] Doing fine, doing fine Sweeping up my own design Pouring dust into a pile Call it progress, call it style Doing fine, doing fine Rolling glory into one clean line The porch gets neat, the garage gets brave I am the queen of the almost-caved
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