I've got a Maserati GT.

I got snakeskin upholstery.

I've got a charge account at Goldblatt's,

But I ain't got you.



I've got a closet full of clothes,

But no matter where it goes,

It keeps a ring through my nose,

But I ain't got you.



Got a tavern,

A liquor store.

I play the numbers,

Yeah four-fourty-four.

I got a mojo,

Don't you know.

I'm all dressed up

With no place to go.



I got women to the left of me.

I got women to the right of me.

I got women all around me,

But I ain't got you.

No, I ain't got you.



I got women to the left of me.

I got women to the right of me.

I got women all around me,

But I ain't got you.

No, I ain't got you.

No, I ain't got you.