Lyrics:

You''ve got the clothes and everything to make you look**lf**Just like a king,**lf**But you can''t, no you can''t have my love.**lf**You''ve got a big automobile and a chauffeur at the wheel,**lf**But you can''t No you can''t have my love.**lf**You think all you have to do is call and I will run to you.**lf**Well listen while I break the news, I''m not the gal that shines your shoes.**lf**[CHORUS]**lf**So with your money**lf**Clothes, and cars,**lf**You ain''t the cat**lf**You think you are.**lf**And you can''t,**lf**No you can''t have my love.**lf**[man''s voice]**lf**Well hello there sweetheart.**lf**You ain''t got no business out here in this cotton field,**lf**And that beatsack skirt**lf**And that hand-me-down shirt.**lf**Now, why don''t you listen to me, baby.**lf**I''d dress you up in the finest silks and satins,**lf**And you know I''d perfume you up right nice with**lf**Powder and clothes.**lf**Now you know,**lf**I don''t know why I even fool around with you anyway.**lf**There''s a brunette up in Tulsa**lf**Who cries for me.**lf**And there''s that blonde**lf**Down in Nashville, Tennessee,**lf**And that redhead down in Dallas,**lf**She really loves me.**lf**Now what''s the matter with you anyway gal?**lf**Just because you''re from Oklahoma,**lf**With sand in your hair.**lf**You know I''m a good mind just to drive off**lf**And leave you standing there**lf**[end man''s voice]**lf**So get that big long Cadillac,**lf**Hit the road and don''t come back.**lf**Don''t show me that roll of bills,**lf**''Cause it won''t lead me from these hills.**lf**[repeat CHORUS]**lf****lf**Read more: Wanda Jackson - You Can’t Have My Love Lyrics | MetroLyrics