Once upon a time   I had plenty of nothing which was fine with me   Because I had rhythm, music, love   The sun, the stars and the moon above      Had the clear blue sky and the deep blue sea   That was when the best things in life were free      Then time went by   And now I got plenty of plenty which is fine with me   'Cause I still got love, I still got rhythm   But look at what I got to go with 'em      "Who could ask for anything more?," I hear you query   Who would ask for anything more? Well, let me tell you, dearie      Got my diamonds, got my yacht, got a guy I adore   I'm so happy with what I got, I want more      Count your blessings, one, two, three   I just hate keeping score   Any number is fine with me as long as it's more   As long as it's more      I'm no mathematician, all I know is addition   I find counting a bore   Keep the number mounting, your accountant does the counting      More, more      I got rhythm, music too, just as much as before   Got my guy and my sky of blue, now, however, I own the view   More is better than nothing, true   But nothing's better than more, more, more   Nothing's better than more      One is fun, why not two?   And if you like two, you might as well have four   And if you like four, why not a few, why not a slew      More, more      If you've got a little, why not a lot?   Add and bit and it'll get to be a noodle   Every jot and tittle adds to the pot   Soon you've got the kit as well as the caboodle      More, more      Never say when, never stop at plenty   If it's gonna rain, let it pour   Happy with ten, happier with twenty   If you like a penny, wouldn't you like many much more?      Or does that sound too greedy?   That's not greed, no, indeedy   That's just stocking the store   Gotta fill your cupboard, remember Mother Hubbard      More, more      Each possession you possess   Helps your spirits to soar   That's what's soothing about excess   Never settle for something less      Something's better than nothing, yes   But nothing's better than more, more, more   (Except all, all, all)   Except all, all, all      Except once you have it all   (Have it all)   You may find all else above   (All else above)      That though things are bliss   There's one thing you miss and that's   More, more, more, more, more, more   More, more, more