Words and music by John Kay

Once I knew a girl
Lived on the other side of town
Everybody knew her family's name
She had the best of everything
While I just had my fun
I finally ask her out but she explained
The very finest is what I'm used to
The very finest it has to be
And when she saw me counting my quarters
Well, she just never took another look at me

She said the best is barely good enough
And if that's all you got then it won't do
The best is barely good enough
And if that's it then I can't go with you

Just the other night
I played a concert in Atlanta
And there she was, right in the second row
Afterwards she asked me
Would I like to come on over
So I explained to her why I said no
The very finest is what I'm used to
The very finest if nothing more
And then she saw me leave with her sister
That's when I hollered