You remember this song? No
Okay, well, I wrote it for you when you were a little girl
As soon as he even brings this song up
And I'm eight or I'm six or I'm four
And I got no idea anything is gonna be any different
And I used to love singing it to you
Some people live for the fortune
Some people live just for the fame
Some people live for the power, yeah
Some people live just to play the game
That the physical things define what's within
And I've been there before, that life's a bore
It's so full of the superficial
But I don't want nothing at all
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
Some people search for a, damn, what is it?
That promises forever, oh my G-, young
Some people need three dozen roses
And that's the only way to prove you love them
Hand me the world on a silver platter
And what good would it be? (Ay)
No one who truly cares for me
But I don't want nothing at all
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you, you, you
But I don't want nothing at all
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
Everything means nothing (nothing)
If I ain't got you, you, yeah
If I ain't got you with me, baby
Said nothing in this whole wide world don't mean a thing
If I ain't got you with me, baby