Lyrics

I may not have millions I?ve got no bank account
No fancy cars or limousines, but you can check it out
My wardrobe is the shirt I?m wearing on my back
My guitar is the train that keeps me on track
When it comes to loving, forget about the rest
What you see is what you get
But you ain?t seen nothin? yet

I?ve made love in palaces, pick-ups and Pontiacs
All the women beg and plead for me to come on back
You can?t judge a book by lookin? at its cover
But take one look my way and I know you will discover
This motor?s roaring and ready you bet
What you see is what you get
But you ain?t seen nothin? yet

Baby I can?t show you what you got in store
But I got what you need and a whole lot more
I?ll look you in the eye and I?ll tell you what?s the plan
If you want the best lovin? baby I?m your man
What you see is what you get
But you ain?t seen nothin? yet