She don't care about my car

She don't care about my money

And that's real good because I don't got alot to spend

But if I did it wouldn't mean nothin'



She likes me for me

Not because I look like Tyson Beckford

With the charm of Robert Redford

Oozing out my ears

But what she sees

Are my faults and indecisions

My insecure conditions

And the tears upon the pillow that I shed



She don't care about my big screen

Or my collection of DVD's

Things like that just never mattered much to her

Plus she don't watch to much t.v.



And she don't care that I can fly her

To places she ain't never been

But if she really wants to go

I think deep down she knows that

All she has to say is when



She likes me for me

Not because I hang with Leonardo

Or that guy who played in