If you got a Cadil-lac, boy,
And a forty room shack, boy
A bucket full of money
And a tree full of honey
But if you're gettin' no huggin'
No smoochin' or muggin'
Well, if you ain't lovin'
Then you ain't livin'.
If you're ridin' on a gravy train
'Stead of walkin' down lovers lane
You can't make hay, boy
You're goin' the wrong way, boy
You gotta get a little honey
It's better than money
Well, if you ain't lovin'
Then you ain't livin'.
If they called you a big man
'Cause you got a lotta "bottom land"
If you're kin to the president
And you help run the government
But if you're gettin' no attention
You're better off on a pension
Well, if you ain't lovin'
Then you ain't livin'.
If you got a string of long cars
And you're smokin' them four-bit cigars
Well you ain't so well to do,
That you got a little koo-chi-koo,
Takes a little bit of smackin'
All your life's a-lackin'
Well, if you ain't lovin'
Well, brother, then you ain't livin
