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I don't care, I don't care, about your boyfriend, babe I don't warn you about how he grabs your wrist too tight But, jeez, Louise, if he's doing you wrong You'll have some explaining to do I don't care, I don't care, about your boyfriend, babe And I don't want to know how he tucks your hair behind your hair But, jeez, Louise, if you're leading me on You'll have some explaining to do He ain't going to find us He ain't going to find us we'll escape Up to the moon - fly away Up to the moon - oh, my Lord I don't care, I don't care, about your boyfriend, babe I don't need to know where you lay your head last night But, sweet Louise, leave the gaslight on We've got something wicked to do From Letras Mania