I don't have no credit. And I don't know where to get it. I don't know where to get it. And it's all the same to me. You don't miss your shilling. When you got someone who's willing. Because loving is living in luxury. Rocks in my bed and two crusts of bread. Two crusts of bread ain't the feast it used to be. Rocks in my head but I've got love instead. Because loving is living in luxury. You don't look so clever. When you put it all together. You put it all together. And there ain't much to see. You don't need a thing. To live just like a king. Because loving is living in luxury. Loving is living in luxury. Loving is living in luxury