"She Don't Really Care_1 Luv" as written by and Alicia Augello-cook Harold Lilly Jr....
She grew up in Brooklyn
She grew up in Harlem
She grew up in Bronx
She know she was a queen
She lived in Queens
Oh yeah, oh yeah
But she don't really care
She don't really care
She want them diamonds in her ear
Diamonds in the air
Oh yeah, oh yeah

She lived in Somalia
Her parents from Egypt
She was a queen in Cairo
(Oh yeah, oh yeah)

But she don't really care
She don't really care
She want them diamonds in her ear
Diamonds in the air
Oh yeah, oh yeah

She picking all the wrong ones
And she's looking for the right one in the wrong place
You remember her face? The prettiest face, prettiest face
(Oh yeah, oh yeah)
She looking for fulfillment
You would think she was looking for love, searching for love
She just looking to be taken care of
(Oh yeah, oh yeah)
You can find her in Harlem or Brooklyn
You can find her her Brixton or Kingston
She's a queen, know what I mean?
(Oh yeah, oh yeah)
She think she want a baby and she do it with the wrong one
Cause she's looking for something but he don't really care
He don't really care
And life just isn't fair

She grew up in Brooklyn (Uh-huh)
She grew up in Harlem (Harlem)
She grew up in Bronx
She know she was a queen (A queen)
She lived in Queens (Uh-huh)
Oh yeah, oh yeah
She don't really care
She don't really care
(She throw them diamonds in her air)
Diamonds in the air, yeah
(Oh yeah, oh yeah)

She lived in Somalia, talk about it
(Her parents from Egypt) Egypt
(She was a queen in Cairo)
She's a queen, yeah
(Oh yeah, oh yeah)
But she don't really care
She don't really care
(She want them diamonds in her ear)
Diamonds in the air
(Oh yeah, oh yeah)

Brooklyn, yeah
You think she loves you? But she don't
(Oh yeah, oh yeah)
You got to wake up, open your eyes
See the way it really is
(Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Brooklyn, New York
The Bronx, Harlem baby
New York, Brooklyn baby
You think she loves you?
She'll take you for everything you've got
You gotta remember that (The Big Apple)
New York City
Brooklyn, Harlem, the Bronx, Brooklyn baby
You gotta wake up brother
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Open up your eyes
And realize, the truth
Watch your step brother
Watch your step brother
Move it to the left, move it to the right
Now that's exciting
Better go home, New York City

It's the truth, it's the dead truth
Live truth
It's the live truth, yeah
It's where the life, yeah

All along I've ignored what I've always known
That the chair I've been sitting on is a throne
Affection kneels at the seat of my soul

Tell the truth it can’t get no better
Swear to life it can’t get no better, oh no
By the way, I’ve been meaning to thank ya
By the way, I’ve been meaning to thank ya all along

(One love)
One love, one love, one love, one love
One love, one love, one love, one love
One love, one love, one love, one love
One love, one love, one love, one love

All along I was hoping understanding would be born
I was looking for knowledge to sing my song
But now I know that I am wisdom on my own

Tell the truth it can’t get no better
Swear to life it can’t get no better, oh no
By the way, I’ve been meaning to thank ya
By the way, I’ve been meaning to thank ya all along

(One love)
One love, one love, one love, one love
One love, one love, one love, one love
One love, one love, one love, one love
One love, one love, one love, one love


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"She Don't Really Care_1 Luv" as written by Alicia Augello-cook Harold Lilly Jr

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