The Got Song

You got the ads, got the cons, got the TV, got the blondes
Got the 4-letter words and the pens and the papers
The right and the wrongs, the weaks and the strongs
Got the Knicks and the Lakers and the auto-motive makers
The news and the blues and we all needin' shoes
And everbody’s talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout what they might lose
Yes everbody’s talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout what they might lose
You got the rhythm, got the tune, got the shining of the moon
Got the fines and the dues, the European cruise
The jingle in your pocket, the money you can fold
Got the things you can touch and there’s a few you’ll never hold
You send a man to Washington and worry about pot
And everybody’s talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout what they ain’t got
I said everybody’s talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout what they ain’t got
You got the gots, got the gets, got the gones, got the gongs
Got the kids, got the pets, got the nights and the dawns
The light from the power, the shadow from the storm
Got the good, got the evil, you can bet you’re not alone
You wasn’t born with a thing you’ll leave with nothin' more
And everybody’s talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout what it’s for
Uh, everybody’s talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout what it’s for
Yes everybody’s talkin' 'bout, talkin' 'bout what it’s for