Does it Really Matter
You know it doesn't
Really matter
That I always seem
To forget
Where I put my keys,
My hat, and my coat
Searching for your sunglasses
And you lost the remote
Did you forget the heat?
Cause I'm gettin' chills
Are the lights really going out?
Did we forget to pay the bills?
Why?
Does it really matter?
Cause when the lights go out
It only gets better
When you hold me tight
And tell me it's all right
Then the rest doesn't really matter
I guess it doesn't
Really matter
That we ain't been ridin' high
And keeping up with the Jones
Never been to Paris
I don't care if we go, no
We'll get around the world
Right here at home
Now the car won't start
And the paint is peeling
So the dishes are stackin' up
They can wait, I've got that feelin'!
Why?
Does it really matter?
We can dim the lights
And put on Clyde McPhatter (1)
Now baby, hold me tight
Tell me it's all right
Then the rest doesn't really matter
Why?
Does it really matter?
Cause when the lights go out
It only gets better
Now baby, hold me tight
And tell me it's all right
Then the rest doesn't really . . .
Why?
Does it really matter?
Cause when the lights go out
It only gets better
Why?
Does it really matter?
Why?
Does it really matter, baby?
Why?
(1) Clyde McPhatter (November 15, 1932 – June 13, 1972) was a founding member of The Drifers. In 1958 he scored a Billboard #6 hit with "A Lover's Question."
Really matter
That I always seem
To forget
Where I put my keys,
My hat, and my coat
Searching for your sunglasses
And you lost the remote
Did you forget the heat?
Cause I'm gettin' chills
Are the lights really going out?
Did we forget to pay the bills?
Why?
Does it really matter?
Cause when the lights go out
It only gets better
When you hold me tight
And tell me it's all right
Then the rest doesn't really matter
I guess it doesn't
Really matter
That we ain't been ridin' high
And keeping up with the Jones
Never been to Paris
I don't care if we go, no
We'll get around the world
Right here at home
Now the car won't start
And the paint is peeling
So the dishes are stackin' up
They can wait, I've got that feelin'!
Why?
Does it really matter?
We can dim the lights
And put on Clyde McPhatter (1)
Now baby, hold me tight
Tell me it's all right
Then the rest doesn't really matter
Why?
Does it really matter?
Cause when the lights go out
It only gets better
Now baby, hold me tight
And tell me it's all right
Then the rest doesn't really . . .
Why?
Does it really matter?
Cause when the lights go out
It only gets better
Why?
Does it really matter?
Why?
Does it really matter, baby?
Why?
(1) Clyde McPhatter (November 15, 1932 – June 13, 1972) was a founding member of The Drifers. In 1958 he scored a Billboard #6 hit with "A Lover's Question."
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Writer(s): Scott Matthews, James R. Pugh
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- That's What I Heard
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- On Air 1986-91 (Live)
- Twenty
- Collected
- Live Smokin' Gun (Live: Tower Theater, Philadelphia, PA 26 Apr '87)
- The Redux Club, Dallas, TX, January 21, 1987 (Live)
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