Ain't Got Me

You've got call waiting

It's irritating me to no end

I take a shot, your hall of fame is

Littered with famous, women and men

You've got 'em all on your wall

Except the last of a dying breed

'Cause you ain't got me, no you ain't got me

No you ain't, no you ain't

I got to be a boy again

With a lik'em ade chin and a quicksilver domino

Baby that's not my choice the fast way

You got a voice like the last day of Catholic school

Your world's got everything that you ever need

But you ain't got me, no you ain't got me

No you ain't, no you ain't got me

You've got Broadway, the longest street

With the shortest memory

You cram your dreams with computer chips

Give me tambourines a pair of shaking hips

You've got 'em all on your wall

I'm the last of a dying breed

'Cause you ain't got me, no you ain't got me

No you ain't, no you ain't got me

You ain't got me, no no no

No you ain't got me