I could really show you around I could ball you out of the lost and found I can tell you're big city bound By the way you came off the Greyhound I could really show you around I could dress you up and then We could live it down You could be surrounded by luxury If you leave it up to me And after all What have you got to lose I've got it all So how can you refuse And after all the things I'll do for you All you have to do is let me take you home I could sweep you up in a flash I'll make you forget that you're short of cash Think of all the parties we'll crash With all the high class and all the trash I could really show you around I could buy the brushes and we could paint the town From the underground to the penthouse floor Cause my name can open doors And after all We have you got to lose You've got it all And all I've got's the blues And after all the things I'll do for you All you have to do is let me take you home Calla lillies, cognac and Cadillacs Caviar and coke and a charge at Sak's Breakfast in my bed when you wake up at noon Trips to the island, trips to the moon.