Written by Brett James
Intro: (A) (A) (A) (A) Well (A) young Mr. Simmons he was one of a kind He had (D) Tom Cruise looks, and Ivan Bosky's mind (E) Made his first million by the (D) time he was 2(A)3 He had a long black Mercedes with a cellular phone Two (D) Labrador Retrievers and a beautiful home (E) Sit up on a hill so that (D) everyone could (A) see (D) He had everything a man could want in (A) life But, (D) poor Mr. Simmons had to live with Mr. Simmon's (E) wife It don't (D) matter where you're (A) going If (D) you don't like who's (E) riding by your (A) side It don't (D) matter where you're (A) going (D) If you (E) don't enjoy the (A) ride Well she (A) married him for money cause she thought it would be (D) Fun to be the envy of the Junior League To (E) have every girl in (D) town wishin' they could (A) be her With a big box of diamonds and a room full of furs Her (D) luncheons with the ladies and the manicures She (E) climbed the social ladder til (D) everyone could (A) see her (D) Now Mrs. Simmons was a woman who had it (A) all But, it (D) didn't mean nothin' when the lights went out And (E) she was sleepin' down the hall It don't (D) matter where you're (A) going If (D) you don't like who's (E) riding by your (A) side It don't (D) matter where you're (A) going (D) If you (E) don't enjoy the (A) ride Solo It don't (D) matter where you're (A) going If you don't like who's (D) riding by your (A) side It don't (D) matter where you're (A) going (D) If you (E) don't enjoy the (A) ride Fade out...