I’ve got eyes they call beguiling
A string of cultured pearls
And my lips are always smiling
I’m not one of those moody girls
I’ve studied cooking in a French cafe
Was Balanchine's last protégé
A one time runner up Miss USA
What has she got that I haven’t got?
Why am I not the girl
Who makes your heart go dancing?
Who stars in all your dreams?
She’s everything you want and I’m just me
What has she got that I haven’t got?
I’ve got a bed that’s warm
I’ve got a room that’s sunny
Kisses so honey sweet
I try everything to sweep you off your feet
Do you like her kind of trouble?
Does she bring you to your knees?
Have I been playing you all wrong
Always trying to please you?
What has she got that I haven’t got?
What has she got?
She’s got you...