Now in your big flash motor and your wild reputation You're ready to hit the streets Winking at the boys, yeah heading for the noise Got the world at your feet If leaving me for dead with a pistol at my head Is your idea of how I'd feel Well let me tell you honey 'fore you spend all of your money I got my hands firmly on the wheel
It don't matter It don't matter It don't matter to me It don't matter It don't matter It don't matter to me
Back street lover in the cold of the evening Takes you to a place he knows Says, it will be fine better make up your mind You've cut it deep and now it shows It's way past midnight and your traveling through the city You're wondering what you should do Well baby can't you see that you've had enough of me And I've certainly had enough of you
It doesn't matter It doesn't matter It doesn't matter
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