I don't have no creditnAnd I don't know where to get itnI don't know where to get itnAnd it's all the same to mennYou don't miss your shillingnWhen you got someone who's willingnBecause loving is living in luxurynnRocks in my bed and two crusts of breadnTwo crusts of bread ain't the feast it used to benRocks in my head but I've got love insteadnBecause loving is living in luxurynnYou don't look so clevernWhen you put it all togethernYou put it all togethernAnd there ain't much to seennYou don't need a thingnTo live just like a kingnBecause loving is living in luxurynLoving is living in luxurynLoving is living in luxury