You Gotta Have Class

Lyrics

CHORUS1:- you can drive a cardillac, Sail on a yacht, Fly your own private jet, Have a butler , wait on you, Drink champayne, It don't mean a thing, If you ain't got what it takes You got to have class, class, class, class, Day-e-a-e-a-e-o, <reply> (Day-e-a-e-a-e-o), Day-a-e-a-o, <reply> (Day-a-e-a-o), I-e-i-o <reply> (I-e-i-o) Day-e-a-e-a-e-o, <reply> (Day-e-a-e-a-e-o), VERSE1:- Papa die when I was five, To make ends meet, mama worked from day to night, So there was food on the table, She would clean every floor in the neighbour hood, Does cold winters, three of us in one bed, To keep our hopes high, grandma would tell us stories about queens and kings, Walk straight , she said , and hold your head up high, Because god gave you a gift that money can't buy, CHORUS2:- because you can drive a cardillac, Sail on a yacht, Fly your own private jet, Have a butler , wait on you, Drink champayne, It don't mean a thing, If you ain't got what it takes You got to have class, class, class, class Day-e-a-e-a-e-o, <reply> (Day-e-a-e-a-e-o), Day-a-e-a-o, <reply> (Day-a-e-a-o), I-e-i-o <reply> (I-e-i-o) Day-e-a-e-a-e-o, <reply> (Day-e-a-e-a-e-o), VERSE2:- At seventeen, I had to work in the city, To help pay for my education, Those back street bars i sweeped, emptying ashtrays, The only tip, I got was a broken glass pushed in my face, Some times at night, I cried lord, Why you had to take papa away, But I know when fate deals me my hand, I'm going to climb that social ladder, And I'm not going to stop until I reach the milky way, CHORUS3:- FADE OUT:- n times (repeat chorus)