| Ain’t got no fine Italian suit,
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| Ain’t got no pocket full of loot,
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| Ain’t got no box at the Met,
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| Ain’t got no private jet.
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| But I’ll tell you what, what I’ve got,
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| I got love down to the bone,
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| I’ve got love solid as stone,
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| I’ve got love that’s leading me home,
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| Love is gonna see me through.
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| Ain’t got no foreign sports car,
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| Ain’t got no beluga caviar,
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| Ain’t got no big yacht at the beach,
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| Ain’t got no date with Robin Leach.
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| But I’ll tell you what, what I’ve got,
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| I got love down to the bone,
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| I’ve got love solid as stone,
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| I’ve got love that’s leading me home,
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| Love is gonna see me through.
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| This world of the rich and famous,
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| That’s alright for what it is,
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| But what it’s not is the good life
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| That you can only have when you’re His.
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| But I’ll tell you what, what I’ve got,
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| I got love down to the bone,
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| I’ve got love solid as stone,
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| I’ve got love that’s leading me home,
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| Love is gonna see me through. |