Once was a boy from Dubrovnik Who insisted on pissing in public When asked for his reason He said it's the season For farting and changing the subject One, two, three, four Did you ever meet the kind of a lady? She lives her whole life saying maybe Running here and there as she pleases Not a thought for the people she teases Though she never thinks of settling down She'll spend time turning your head around But don't let your heart start dancing The lady don't waste no time romancing Are you mine or are you a woman of the world? Are you really so different from all the other girls? Do you care that I care about the things that you do? Does anything matter to you? Does anything matter to you? Once in a garden of glory Someone sowed the seeds of this story And the whole thing began with a woman and a man And still it's something no one understands What I wanna know is Does anything matter to you? Does anything matter to you? Oh, does anything at all matter to you? Does anything matter to you?