I Can't Get It

I Can't Get It

So many things that mean a lot
So many things that I... never got
You can look boy... but you can't touch
What I don't have seem to mean so much

A beat up Chevy or a Mercedez Benz
Should make no difference in the end
But I get mad, baby real upset...
'Cos what I want I can never get

They're just like cattle walking down the street
Some get so fat while others never eat
I may be shut out but I ain't finished yet

My mind is blank, I take another drink
I'm not destroyed... but I'm right on the brink
I sit and count them shot by shot
The little things that I never got

Those uptown ladies on 5th Avenue
It's like I hate them but I want them too
I may be shut out but I ain't finished yet

I don't get it, I don't get it at all
I don't get it, I don't get it at all
Why I can't get it
Why it's a thing I'll never get
I said... I can't get it
Why it's a thing I'll never get

I can't get it, I can't get it, I can't get it, I can't get it
Oh you don't understand
All that's going all over my head
Try to get it
I can't get it at all

A yacht and a Rolls and a private jet
A dirty blonde in a red Corvette
Wife and kids and a house and a pet
Those are the things that I can't get