By calvin carterI 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 verseFourth verseNo I ain’t got you.