All I Care About

Album: Chicago (1975)
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  • [Broadway Version]

    [Girls]
    We want Billy
    Give us Billy
    B. I. Double L. Y.
    We're all his
    He's our kind of a guy
    And ooh what luck
    'Cause here he is...

    [Billy]
    Is everybody here?
    Is everybody ready?
    Hit it!

    I don't care about expensive things
    Cashmere coats, diamond rings
    Don't mean a thing
    All I care about is love Girls:
    That's what I'm here for That's what he's here for

    I don't care for wearing silk cravats
    Ruby studs, satin spats
    Don't mean a thing
    All I care about is love Girls:
    All he cares about is love
    Give me two
    Eyes of blue
    Softly saying, "I need you"
    Let me see her standin' there
    And honest, mister, I'm a millionaire

    I don't care for any fine attire
    Vanderbilt might admire
    No, no, not me
    All I care about is love

    [Girls]
    All he cares about is love

    [Billy]
    Maybe you think I'm talking about my physical love. Well,
    I'm not. Not just physical love. There's other kinds of
    love. Like love of justice. Love of legal procedure. Love
    of lending a hand to someone who really needs you. Love of
    your fellow man. That's the kind of love I'm talkin' about.
    And physical love ain't so bad either.

    It may sound odd
    But all I care about is love

    [Girls]
    That's what I'm here for That's for he's here for

    [Billy]
    Honest to God
    All I care about is love

    [Girls]
    All he cares about is love

    [Billy]
    Show me long raven hair
    Flowin' down, about to three
    Let me see
    Her runnin' free
    Keep your money, that's enough for me
    I don't care for drivin' Packard cars
    Or smoking long buck cigars
    No, no, not me
    All I care about is
    Doin' the guy in
    Who's pickin', on you
    Twistin' the wrist
    That's turnin' the screw
    All I care about is love

    [Girls]
    All he cares about is love

    [Billy]
    Now look, in a few minutes there'll be a whole bunch of
    photographers and reporters and that sob sister from the
    Evening Star is coming.
    (a coloratura trill is heard off stage)

    I don't figure we'll have any trouble with her.
    (another trill)

    She'll swallow hook, line and sinker.
    (and another)
    Her name is Mary Sunshine. Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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