Laura (What's He Got That I Ain't Got) - Tom Jones

Laura, hold these hands and count my fingers

Laura, touch these lips you once desired

Lay your head upon my chest and feel my heart beat

Gently run your fingers through my hair

Touch these ears that listened to your wishes

Most of them fulfilled and that’s a lot

Let your soft gentle hands caress my body

Oh, 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, Laura, tell me what he’s got that I ain’t got

Laura count the dresses in your closet

Note the name upon the checkbook in your bag

And if there’s time before I pull this trigger, oh Laura

Then tell me what he’s got that I ain’t got

Oh, 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, oh Laura

Why don’t you tell me what he’s got that I ain’t got

Please, please, Laura tell me what he’s got that I ain’t got