Laura hold these hands and count my fingers

Laura touch these lips you once desired

Lay your head upon my chest feel my heart beat

Gently run your fingers through my hair

Touch these ears that listened to your wishes most of them fullfilled and that's a lot

Let your soft gentle hands caress my body then tell me what he's got that I ain't got

Tell me what he's got that I can't give you must be something I was born without

You took an awful chance to be with another man

So tell me what he's got that I ain't got



Laura see these walls that I built for you Laura see this carpet that I layed

See those fancy curtains on the windows touch those satin pillows on your bed

Laura count the dresses in your closet

Note the name upon the checkbook in your bag

And if there's time before I pull this trigger

Then tell me what he's got that I ain't got

Tell me what he's got that I can't give you must be something I was born without

And if there's time before I pull this trigger

Then tell me what he's got that I ain't got

Then tell me what he's got that I ain't got

Then tell me what he's got that I ain't got