SO IT DOESN’T WHISTLE
If there is something I like, and it belongs to me
As long as I like it, that’s all that counts
Though my friends may not agree
If my heart says yes, that’s as far as I can see
So it doesn’t whistle, so it doesn’t shine
Oh, what do I care? Oh, what do I care?
It’s mine
Well, I got a lot of long hair that feels good on my head
As long as I like it, my head’s up high
Even though I heard it said:
“What a mess!”, “Cut it off!”, “Put it on an old horse instead”
So it doesn’t whistle, so it doesn’t shine
Oh, what do I care? Oh, what do I care?
It’s mine
If there’s someone to love, and they belong to me
As long as I love them with all my heart
All the world can disagree
If my heart says yes, that’s as far as my eyes can see
So it doesn’t whistle, so it doesn’t shine
Oh, what do I care? Oh, what do I care?
As long as I know there’s someone there
Oh, what do I care? Oh, what do I care?
It’s mine