Time on my hands
Millions of fans
Money in my pocket
But I don't give a damn
'Cause I'm walkin' all alone
In these brand new Gucci shoes
Nothin' but the blues
I got everything but you
A purple Corvette
A personal chef
Flyin' first class
On my own private jet
Flyin' all alone
Ain't got much of a view
Yeah, it's sad but it's true
I got everything but you
Maybe one of these days
You'll be mine
I think about it baby
All the damn time
Livin' the good life
But I must say
If I can't live it with you baby
I don't want it anyway
The show's always sold
Records of gold
All I really need
Is your sweet little hand to hold
Everything's near perfect
But I'm drownin' in the booze
Oh, what am I to do
I got everything but you
Oh, nothin' but the blues
I got everything but you
