Who cares if I stay Who cares if I go Who cares if I pick up all the pieces Cause all of you won't Well a well a well a They found him on Saturday With some gold in his hands Phillip's not in love with you Of all of the things That he said he'd do The one that we thought would never happen Is fall into you So cry if you like But prepare to be crying all night Cause all of the people that been talking I think that they're right Well a well a well a They found him on Saturday With some gold in his hands Phillip's not in love with you He's found a new place to start We don't know what to do Nobody knows where you are Or what's become of you He's found a new place to start I don't know what to do I hope wherever you are I'm right in front of you Well a well a well a They found him on Saturday With some gold in his hands They beamed out that satellite From Red Hill to Japan They found him on Saturday With some gold in his hands Phillip's not in love with you