I Ain't Got You

I got an Ivy League suit
With a slim lapel
Jet black jacket
That rings up the bell
Bad motorcycle and a sportscar too
Oh what ain't I got?
I ain't got you

I got a pork pie hat
With a snap down brim
Charcoal blazer with a corduroy trim
Whole lot of records and a Hi-Fi too
Oh what ain't I got?
I ain't got you

I worked all summer and save my dough
Now I got a lot of things to show
Goodies galore never had before
They don't mean a thing
Without the girl I adore

(I'd give it) all away and kiss it goodbye
My suits and jackets, and my real Hi-Fi
My big motorcycle and my sportscar too
I'd give it all away if I could just get you
(I ain't got you)

Oh ya, that's what I'd do gal...
I ain't a got... ain't a gotta you... oh ya