Do You Think I Really Care? Songtext
von The Rolling Stones

Yeah, here I come

Do you think that I really care about a girl who′s never there?
Do you think that I ever care about a girl who's never there?

But I see you on the subway
I see you on the D train
Hey! See her in the afternoon, just after the giants game

I see her on the freeway, Long Island Expressway
Hey! Give me a break, baby
Help me get out of this rain

Ah, do you think that I really care about a girl who′s never there?
Do you think that the clothes she wears make me forget she ain't never there?

I saw her on a runway, Saint Patrick's on a Sunday
I saw her eating pizzas, on 57th and Broadway


I see her on the highway
I see her on the skytrain
Yeah, I need a yellow cab, hey
Help me get out of this rain, yeah

Whoa baby

I saw you in the factory, like it′s some kind of allergy
I saw you in the back of Max′s Kansas City, propping up the bar on Saturdays

Met you at the gallery, it ended up in anarchy
You was spray painting silk screens, and double dosed up with flattery

Do you think that I would ever care for a girl who's never there?
Is it possible that the jewels she wears could change my mind if she dyed her hair?

Do you think that the clothes she wears make me forget that you′re never, never there?
Do you think that I really care?
See her hanging out on 57th and Broadway

Hey! Do you think I would ever care for a girl, for a girl who's never there?

Wait a minute, I need a yellow cab, let me get out of this rain
Hey! Put your umbrella up your ass, baby, whoo!

Do you think I could ever ever care?