But we don't, we don't care We don't care, we don't, we don't care (Even if it) We don't, we don't (Even if it, we don't) We don't care Oh well, I'm kinda drunk But it's kinda fun, even if we know it's wrong Oh only for the night Only for the ride, even

Ol' Nancy don't care who comes to her inn It's a den of debauchery violence and sin So come take a drink and drown your sorrows And all of our fears will be gone till tomorrow We'll have no regrets and live for the day In Nancy's harbour cafe I know of a

You (ah ah ah ah ah ah) And I'll fly with you, I'll fly with you, I'll fly with you I just don't care what you've done in your life Baby, I'll always be here by your side Don't leave me waiting too long, please come by I, I, I, I still believe in your

Oh, I feel it comin', got a rush like I'm runnin' No, don't go lookin' for somethin' Know we're scared of us, what this might become Ain't no goin' back no more, no more We're in the same bed, cannot lay awake Let's fill up this space with us Butterfly,

I'm sorry if I say, "I need you" I'm not scared of love 'Cause when I'm not with you I'm weaker Is that so wrong? But I don't care, Is it so wrong You make me strong That you make me strong? Is it so wrong?

Begging the dawn not to come About to run away scared So they don’t wake those who sleep Howl at the moon Howl at the moon, I’ll come find you I’ll come get you We expect dawn around morning I trust the rise of the sun I’ve been up late with the night

Where do you think you're going? Don't you know it's dark outside? Don't you care about my pride? And now I'm sick of jocking I know I like you to be free I think you better go with me girl I thing you don't know You got no way of knowing There's really

As long as you're a black man, you're an African So don't care where you come from No mind your nationality You've got the identity of an African Don't care where you come from You have got the identity of an African 'Cause if you come from Clarendon

Since they wanna know (All I want is what's mine, I don't care who I hurt) (End what's right and why am I immature?) (All I want is what's mine I don't care who I hurt) Here's the formula on O, now let's go Second rounds on me Obie Trice, Emil hit 'em,

So what we get drunk So what we smoke weed We’re just having fun We don’t care who sees So what we go out That’s how it's supposed to be Living young and wild and free When you live like this you’re supposed to party Roll one, smoke one, and we all just