A lonely nickel in my pocket Got a hole in my sock There's a pebble in my shoe At least it's not a rock An' I'm glad - I got you I got you Got my arms to throw around ya An' my charms to bring me luck Might not have a lot of loot But, hey, who gives a hoot - I got you - honey, I got you Now, papa, he's a gambler An' mama minds the purse Got a sister who's a dancer An' my cousin drives a hearse My brother, who's a deacon, used to be a gigolo But everybody got to change 'Cos ya reap just what you sow - An' I got you Everybody on Fanin Street knows my song I been playin' this Lucky Man's Rag so long Well, they sent a Yankee down to see me From the Victor company Said, "I can make you famous" But, sadly, we could not agree on my fee Last week I got the urge To splurge an' eat Chow Mein Ya know my fortune cookie read: "Someone's loss will be your gain" An' it's true - 'cos I got you Ah honey, I got you Nearly every man in town Tried their best to be your beau - Huddie almost got ya - But your mama told him "no!" - An' I'm glad - oh, yeah - 'cos I got you Honey, I got you - Irene, I got you!