Lyrics of Girl (how am i gonna win you)

Girl how'm i gonna win you
Ain't got the know-how
Ain't got the bread

Girl how'm i gonna get through
All that millionairey dreaming
Running around your head, girl

Sitting at the bar in harvey's
With my love life on my mind
Trying to convince my date
That she should be my girl
She just sipped her pernod
And sat there , eyed the field
I didn't think the lady
Could be so unkind

She's got a thing about living in beverly hills
With some typhoon tycoon there to pay the bills

Girl how'm i gonna win you
Ain't got the know-how
Ain't got the bread
Girl how'm i gonna get through
All that millionairey dreaming
Running around your head, girl

Lord if i say i love her
Oh that don't move her none
I ain't the man to give her
What she thinks she needs

She's got a thing about living in luxury
And that's one thing i could not guarantee

Girl how'm i gonna win you
Ain't got the know-how
Ain't got the bread
Girl how'm i gonna get through
All that millionairey dreaming
Running around your head, girl