I don’t care, I don’t care, about your boyfriend, babe I don’t wanna hear how he grabs your wrist too tight But, jeez, Louise, if he’s doing you wrong He’ll have some explaining to do
I don’t care, I don’t care, about your boyfriend, babe And I don’t wanna hear how he tucks your hair behind your ears But, jeez, Louise, if you’re leading me on You’ll have some explaining to do
He ain’t gonna find us He ain’t gonna find us We’ll escape up to the moon Fly away up to the moon Oh, my love
I don’t care, I don’t care, about your boyfriend, babe I don’t need to know where you laid your head last night But, sweet Louise, leave the gaslight on We got something wicked to do