Lyrics: Fred Ebb
Music: John Kander
Ladies and Gentlemen
Presenting the silver tongue prince of the courtroom
The one, the only Billy Flinn
We want Billy, where is Billy
Give us Billy, we want Billy
B. I. Double L. Y.
We're all his
He's our kind of a guy
And ooh what luck
Cause here he is...
Is everybody here?
Is everybody ready?
Hit it!
I don't care about expensive things
Cashmere coats, diamond rings
Don't mean a thing
All I care about is love
That's what I'm here for (That's what he's here for)
I don't care for wearing silk cravats
Ruby studs, satin spats
Don't mean a thing
All I care about is love (All he cares about is love)
Give me two eyes of blue
Softly saying, "I need you"
Let me see her standin' there
And honest, mister, I'm a millionaire
I don't care for any fine attire
Vanderbilt might admire
No, no, not me
All I care about is love
All he cares about is love
Maybe you think I'm talking about my physical love.
Well, I'm not. Not just physical love.
There's other kinds of love.
Like love of justice. Love of legal procedure.
Love of lending a hand to someone who really needs you.
Love of your fellow man.
That's the kind of love I'm talkin' about.
And physical love ain't so bad either.
It may sound odd
But all I care about is love
That's what I'm here for (That's for he's here for)
Honest to God
All I care about is love (All he cares about is love)
Show me long raven hair
Flowin' down, about to there
Let me see her runnin' free
And...keep your money, that's enough for me
I don't care for drivin' Packard cars
Or smoking long buck cigars
No, no, not me
All I care about is
Doin' the guy in who's pickin' on you
Twistin' the wrist that's turnin' the screw
All I care about is love (All he cares about is love)