Texty: Chicago. All I Care About.

Ladies and Gentlemen
Presenting the silver tounged prince of the courtroom
The one, the only Billy Flinn

We want Billy, where is 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

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
That?s what I?m here for

I don?t care for wearin? silk cravats
Ruby studs, satin spats
Don?t mean a thing
All I care about is love
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
All he cares about is love

It may be sound odd
But all I care about is love
That?s what he?s here for
Honest to god
All I care about is love

Show me long, long raven hair
Flowin? down, about to there
When I 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