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By calvin carter
I got a maserati g.t.
With snakeskin upholstery.
I got a charge account at goldblatt’s,
But I ain’t got you.
I got a closet full of clothes,
But no matter where it goes,
It keeps a ring in the nose,
But I ain’t got you.
I got a tavern and a liquor store.
I play the numbers, yeah, four forty-four.
I got a mojo, yeah, don’t you know,
I’m all dressed up with no place to go.
I got women to the right of me.
I got women to the left of me.
I got women all around me,
But I ain’t got you.
No, I ain’t got you.
Third verse
Fourth verse
No I ain’t got you.
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Lyrics: Eric Clapton
