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So many things that mean a lot, So many things that I never got, You can look boy, but you can't touch, What I don't have seems to mean so much A beat up Chevy or Mercedes Benz Should make no difference in the end But I get mad, baby real upset 'Cos what I want I can never get They're just like cattle walking down the street Some get so fat while others never eat I may be shut out but I ain't finished yet My mind is blank I take another drink I'm not destroyed but I'm right on the brink I sit and count them shot by shot The little things that I never got Those uptown ladies on 5th Avenue It's like I hate them but I want them too I may be shut out but I ain't finished yet I don't get it, I don't get it at all I don't get it, I don't get it at all Why I can't get it, Why it's a thing I'll never get Why I can't get it, Why it's a thing I'll never get A yacht and a Rolls and a private jet, A dirty blonde in a red Corvette Wife and kids and a house and a pet, Those are the things that I can't get Aus Songtexte Mania