Karaoké I Got Plenty o' Nuttin' Louis Armstrong & Ella Fitzgerald

Yes I got plenty of nuttin'

And nuttin's a-plenty for me

Oh got no car, got no mule

Got no misery

The folks with plenty of nuttin' got a lock on the door

Oh afraid somebody's goin' to rob 'em

While they's out makin' more

What for

Mmh I got no lock on the door

That's no way to be

They can steal the rug from the floor that's okay with me

'Cos the things that

I would prize like the stars in the skies are all free

Yes I've got plenty of nuttin'

And nuttin's a-plenty for me

Oh got my gal

Got my song

Got heaven the whole day long

Got my gal

Got my love

Yes got my song

Oh I got plenty of nutin' and nuttin's plenty for me

I got the sun

Got the moon

Got the deep blue sea

The folks with plenty of plenty got to pray all the day

Seems with plenty you sure got to worry

How to keep the devil away

Away

I ain't a-frettin' 'bout hell 'till the time arrive

Never worry long as I'm well

Never one to strive to be good, to be bad

What the hell

I am glad I'm alive

Oh I've got plenty of nuttin'

And nuttin's plenty for me

I got my man

Got my song

Got heaven the whole day long

Got my man

Got my love

Got my song

Got plenty, got plenty

Got plenty of nuttin'

Got plenty of me