I can't give you all that lovenBut I'll give you all I havenI can't shoot you with my gunnBut I'll hit you with my baseball batnI can't give you red, red winenBut you can share my 40 with menI can't buy you a seven-course dinnernBut I'll make you some fettuccinennWell, do you understand my pain?nI don't wanna cause no troublenDo you understand my brain?nIt takes pain and makes it doublennI can't, I can't, I can't, I can't seem,nLord, to do much of anything rightnI can't, I can't, I can't, I can'tnTake you out on Saturday nightnI can't promise you that I'll win for surenIf it comes to a fightnAll I can do is say I love younIf that'll make you feel alrightnnI can't give you all that lovenBut I'll give you all I havenI can't shoot you with my gunnBut I'll hit you with my baseball batnI can't give you red, red winenBut you can share my 40 with menI can't buy you a three-course dinnernBut I'll make you some fettuccinennWell, do you understand my pain?nI don't wanna cause no troublenDo you understand my brain?nIt takes pain and makes it doublennI can't, I can't, I can't, I can't seem,nLord, to do much of anything rightnI can't, I can't, I can't, I can'tnTake you out on Saturday night, right?nI can't promise you that I'll win for surenIf it comes to a fightnAll I can do is say I love younIf that'll make you feel alrightnIf that'll make you feel alrightnIf that'll make you feel alright