The Man Who Has Everything

Lyrics

[LOUIS] The man who has everything is wealthy He goes where he wants to and when The man who has everything is healthy, too So he can run around from midnight 'til ten The girl whom I've chosen for my quarry Is dressed by Chanel or by Dior Behind the wheel of my Ferrari I can ask for anything more The man who has everything has nothing 'Til love all his own he can see I think it may be true It never will be you But meanwhile I have everything Lucky me! My paintings are Pollocks and Picassos They hang so terribly straight My silver is hallmarked, my glass is Baccarat I have service for forty-and-eight [LOUIS, spoken] People [LOUIS] My chiropodist visits me weekly I hate bending over, you see The clothes that fit me so sleekly Are a passionate pleasure to me In truth I really represent The nearly complete gentleman The man who has everything is wealthy He goes where he wants to and when The man who has everything is healthy, too So he can run around from midnight 'til ten I fly off to Switzerland for skiing But sit on the terrace sipping Scotch I'm just a seeing human being If I can't do something, I watch! The man who has everything has nothing 'Til love all his own he can see I think it may be true It never will be you But meanwhile I have everything Lucky me Lucky me!