I Could Care Less

I could stare at the same person's face for the rest of my life

Or I could stare at no ones

I could care less

I could steal every meal that I'm eating

I could go to Bushwick

Scream and spit

And just wait for the beating

I could care less

I could roam through Rome

I could stay at home

With the air conditioning and the TV

It wouldn't make a bit of difference to me

I could care less

I could go to Paris

Say C'est la vie

Je t'aime, mon amour et mon ami

Well I couldn't care less

I could stare at a white woman's hair

Or a black woman's rear-end and fast

I could surmise in my disguise

That your Puerto Rican eyes tell lies

I can't stand where you are

But I'm in love with your eyes and with your heart

I can't stand where you are

But I'm in love with your eyes and with your heart

And I could care

You can cut off all my hair

I could care less