I ain’t got no small Ferrari, I ain’t got no big limo.
I ain’t even got no license, but I’ve got you to take me where I want to go,
In the middle of the night, baby, when you’re with me, everything’s alright.
Well, I hold you so tight, and we do it my way every time,
And you don’t ever even put up a fight. No fight.

I ain’t got no stack of money, I ain’t got no pile of dough.
It’s just you and me baby, with only ourselves to show,
But we don’t mind, baby, life to you and me’s been kind for sure.
I used to care about the rest, but baby
I don’t worry anymore. No more.

‘Cause it’s alright now baby, alright.
It’s alright now, baby, everything is fine,
When you are mine, we ain’t never gonna part.
I’ll take you to the grave, and I’ll take you to my heart, baby

It’s alright now, baby, alright.
It’s alright. You’ve got me to hold you tight, baby.

I ain’t got no skinny girly, I ain’t got no blonde bimbo.
I ain’t even got no woman, but I’ve never been alone,
‘Cause I’ve got you, yeah, yeah, baby, I’ve got you.
And when I strum your six strings,
I know that you’re never gonna be untrue.

© Christopher White 2003