She don't care about my car 

And she don't care about my money 

And that's real good, cuz I don't got a lot to spend 

But if I did, it wouldn't mean nothin' 



She likes me for me 

Not because I look like Tyson Depert 

With the charm of Robert Redford using up my fears 

I thought she sees, I'm like all-standing desissions 

My In-Secure-Conditions 

And the tears up on the willow, that I chat 



She don't care about my big screen 

My collection DVDs 

Things like that just never mattered much to her 

But she don't watch to much TV 

And she don't care that I couldn't fly her 

To places she ain't never been 

And if she really wants to go 

I think deep down she knows that 

All she has to say is: “MAN” 



She likes me for me 

Not because I hang with Leonardo 

Or that guy who played in “Portro” 

I think his name was Dieg 

She's the one for me 

And I just can't live without her 

My arms belong around her 

And I'm so glad I found her, once again 

And I'm so glad I found her, once again 

Yeah! And I'm so glad I found her, once again (come on) 



Days we met the ceiling, as we entered day-life feelings in the dark 

Things that we were afraid of, that could show us what we're made, in the air 



She likes me for me 

Not because I sing like Paparoty 

Or because I am such a hotty (breath out) 

I like her for her 

Not because she's fat like Cindy Crawford 

She has got so much to offer 

Why does she waste all her time with me 

Must be somethin' there I don't see…I don't see 



She likes me for me 

Not because I'm tuff like Dirty Harry 

Make a laugh just like Jim Carrey 

I mide the cable dime 

Then what she sees 

Is that I can't live without her 

My arms belong around her 

And I'm so glad I found her, once again 

Found her once again (she's with me) 

Once again (she's with me) 

Yeah! I'm so glad I found her, once again