A1 on the Jukebox Songtext
von Dave Edmunds

When I started out I thought that I would make it double quick
I had that kinda confidence that I was picked to click
But if you could stand in my shoes you wouldn′t feel so smart
'Cause I′m A1 on the jukebox, nowhere on the charts

My agent gives me spendin' cash, his pockets seem so deep
I'd live just like a millionaire if it were mine to keep
But money ain′t a problem, no, it ain′t the smallest part
When you're A1 on the jukebox, nowhere on the charts


A1 on the jukebox, played in every bar
A1 on the jukebox, big Wurlitzer star
I′m nowhere on the hit parade 'cause no one likes my art
And I′m A1 on the jukebox, nowhere on the charts

A1 on the jukebox, played in every bar
A1 on the jukebox, big Wurlitzer
I'm nowhere on the hit parade ′cause no one likes my art
And I'm A1 on the jukebox, nowhere on the charts


I spend the fortune on the trades
They take my every cent
I see my name in black and white
But words don't pay the rent
I know that I could clear a room if only I could start
But I′m A1 on the jukebox, nowhere on the charts
And I′m A1 on the jukebox, nowhere on the charts
Yes, I'm A1 on the jukebox, nowhere.