The Man Who Has Everything Songtext
von Richard Rodgers

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 till 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't ask for anything more

The man who has everything has nothing
Till love on 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 Pollacks and Picassos
They hang so terribly straight
My sailboat is hallmarked
My glass is Baccarat
I have service for forty and eight
People

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 rarely 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 till 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
Till love on 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