You Got What I Want

1, 2, 3 You got cla*s, baby Yes, you know that you got style You got cla*s, baby Oh, you know that you got style You got the stuff, baby The stuff that really drives me wild I need your lovin' That's the stuff that I can use I need your lovin' That's the stuff that I can use You got what I want, baby Lord, I got the blues Now, you're still at home, baby And I'm still out here You got champagne And I got Dixie beer You got the birds, baby I got the bees You got a sweet little puppy dog, baby I got the fleas I need your lovin' That's the stuff that I can use You got what I want, baby Oh and I got the blues, yeah Now I got somethin' Oh but I think you got just a little more I got somethin', baby Oh but I think you got just a little more You got the key, baby To lock me outta my front door