If you got a Cadillac, 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 a — muggin’.
If you ain’t lovin’, then you ain’t livin’.
If you’re ridin’ on a gravy train instead of walkin down lover’s lane,
You can’t make hay, boy, ’cause you’re goin’ the wrong way boy.
You gotta get a little honey, it’s better than money.
If you ain’t lovin’, then you ain’t livin’.
If they call you a big man ’cause you gotta 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.
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.
You ain’t no well to do unless you get a little koochi — koo.
It takes a little bit of smackin’ — all your life’s a — lackin’.
If you ain’t lovin’, then you ain’t livin’.