I've got no chauffeur to chauffeur me I've got no servant to serve my tea But I'm as happy as a man can be Because I've got a girl who loves nobody but me
I don't own stock in no stock exchange I don't hold claim to no real estate But I'm not living my life in vain Because I've got a girl who loves nobody but me
And everytime my sweetie goes walking Down some sunny street She always sets the whole town to talking 'Cause she's a genuine Athenes from her head down to her feet
I don't rank high in society I don't possess a PhD But I'm all set confident-u-ally Because I've got a girl who loves nobody but me, now
Merry, merry Christmas baby Sure did treat me nice I said merry Christmas baby Sure did treat me nice Gave me a diamond ring for Christmas Now I'm living in paradise
Well I'm feeling might fine Got good music on my radio Well, I'm feeling might fine Got good music on my radio Well, I want to kiss you baby While you're standing beneath the mistletoe
I said, merry, merry, merry, merry Christmas baby You sure did treat me nice Yes, you did, yes, you did Yes, you did, yes, you did I said merry, merry Christmas baby Sure did treat me nice Gave me diamond ring for Christmas Now I'm puttin' it through Al's mike
Yo, blood, check it out Boy, is she hitting on all the men, yo Why don't you bake a cake when I check it out It is too hip for me, you dig? Hey, mama
You've got a fine brown frame And I wonder what could be your name You look good to me, 'cause all I can see Is your fine brown frame
Tell me, how long have you been around? Baby, when did you hit this big town? I wanna scream 'cause I've never seen Such a fine brown frame
Now, all that I have is a broken down chair But I would gladly make you queen on my throne Don't be a square, why don't you come over here? 'Cause together we could really get it on
Now you've got a fine brown frame Oh, baby, won't you tell me your name? You are solid with me 'cause all I can see Is your fine brown frame
You've got a fine brown frame And I wonder what could be your name You look good to me, 'cause all I can see Is your fine brown frame
Tell me, how long have you been around? Baby, when did you hit this big town? Now I wanna scream, ow, 'cause I've never seen Such a fine brown frame
Now, all that I have is a broken down chair But I would gladly make you king on my throne Don't be a square, why don't you come over here? Together we could really get it on and on and on
You've got a fine brown frame And I wonder, won't you tell me your name? You're solid with me 'cause all I can see Is that fine brown frame
Now listen Layla, Dolly, Madonna and Mable They are all fine as meek and sable (Yeah?) You may not be classed with the elite, baby (I tried) And you may not be hip to that jive, like they talk in the street
Woman, oh, oh, baby, yo You look like me's done nothing wrong
And I know I'm a clown whenever you're around Because I'm crazy about (I'm crazy about) Mad about (I'm mad about) I'm nuts about (Nuts about)
