Laura hold these hands and count my fingers Laura touch these lips you once desired   Lay your head upon my chest and hear my heart beat   Gently run your fingers through my hair   Touch these ears that's listened to your wishes most of them fullfilled and that's a lot   Let your soft gentle hands caress my body then tell me what he's got that I ain't got   Tell me what he's got that I can't give you it must be something I was born without   You took an awful chance to be with another man   So tell me what he's got that I ain't got   Laura see these walls that I built for you Laura see this carpet that I layed   See those fancy curtains on the windows touch those satin pillows on your bed   Laura count the dresses in your closet   Note the name upon your checkbook in your bag   And if there's time before I pull this trigger   Then tell me what he's got that I ain't got   Tell me what he's got that I can't give you it must be something I was born without   And if there's time before I pull this trigger   Then tell me what he's got that I ain't got   Laura tell me what he's got that I ain't got tell me what he's got that I ain't got