If you got a Cadil-lac, boy, And a forty room shack, boy A bucket full of money And a tree full of honey But if you're gettin' no huggin' No smoochin' or muggin' Well, if you ain't lovin' Then you ain't livin'. If you're ridin' on a gravy train 'Stead of walkin' down lovers lane You can't make hay, boy You're goin' the wrong way, boy You gotta get a little honey It's better than money Well, if you ain't lovin' Then you ain't livin'. If they called you a big man 'Cause you got a lotta "bottom land" If you're kin to the president And you help run the government But if you're gettin' no attention You're better off on a pension Well, if you ain't lovin' Then you ain't livin'. If you got a string of long cars And you're smokin' them four-bit cigars Well you ain't so well to do, That you got a little koo-chi-koo, Takes a little bit of smackin' All your life's a-lackin' Well, if you ain't lovin' Well, brother, then you ain't livin