Woorden: Pat Benatar. No You Don't.

You keep tellin' me don't hang around
While you play around with the clowns that you found, it ain't right
And now and then I get tired of the sound of you putting me down
While you're playing the town every night

I'm getting hung up
Yes I am, yes I am
You don't give a damn

No you don't
Have to treat me like a fool
(No you don't)
Have to be so bloody cool
(No you don't)
Have to make up all the rules
(No you don't)
No, no you don't
(No you don't)

You keep playing your reckless games
That will bring you fame
But I'll take the blame for your name

Well you think you've got my life in your hands
But you don't understand, I've got my own plans
My own plans, that's right

I'm going down
Yes I am, yes I am
You don't give a damn

No you don't
Have to treat me like a fool
(No you don't)
Have to be so bloody cool
(No you don't)
Have to make up all the rules
(No you don't)
No, no you don't
(No you don't)

I'm getting hung up
Yes I am, yes I am
You don't give a damn

No you don't
Have to treat me like a fool
(No you don't)
Have to be so bloody cool
(No you don't)
Have to make up all the rules
(No you don't)
No, no you don't
(No you don't)