I don't care what you think, As long as it's about me The best of us can find happiness, in misery As long as it's about me, you said-a Say my name, and his in the same breath, I dare you to say they taste the same, Let the leaves fall off in the summer

As long as I can turn in circles in your bare arms I don't really care who you are Don't really matter what you are As long as there's something between our arms

Moving right along to the next big city Highway vagabonds, living like hippies Okay, jump off the exit Truck stop, rest stop, next stop Texas Caravan like a wild west show I don't care, man, as long as we go Get off one and get on the other Highway,

Moving right along to the next big city Highway vagabonds, living like hippies Okay, jump off the exit Truck stop, rest stop, next stop Texas Caravan like a wild west show I don't care, man, as long as we go Get off one and get on the other Highway,

Girl, as long as you, wrap your arms 'round me I'm givin' you whatever you want Girl, you know I can provide Whatever you need Whatever you need, babe Listen to your heart, baby Ooh, baby I don't care what them people say Mustard on the beat, ho Ooh

Moving right along to the next big city Highway vagabonds, living like hippies Okay, jump off the exit Truck stop, rest stop, next stop Texas Caravan like a wild west show I don't care, man, as long as we go Get off one and get on the other Highway,

Like one more time if our love ever grows cold And this new thrill somehow grows old Oh, when forever for us is no more Don't tell our friends, baby Let me be the first to know When you no longer care When my dreams, you no longer share Tell me before it

I'll fly with you You are, oh! And I'll fly with you I still believe in your eyes I just don't care what You've done in your life Don't leave me waiting too long Please come by! I, I, I, I still believe in your eyes

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

Moving right along to the next big city Highway vagabonds, living like hippies Okay, jump off the exit Truck stop, rest stop, next stop Texas Caravan like a wild west show I don't care, man, as long as we go Get off one and get on the other Highway,