| I know you think I don’t amount to anything
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| You keep reminding me I’ve never had the means
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| To buy you fancy clothes and treat you like I said some day I would
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| Oh, but don’t you complain, babe!
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| Don’t let me hear you complain, hey!
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| You’re riding on a lollipop train and you’ve never had it so good
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| Go on and sleep away the memories of nighttime’s fun
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| I’ve never hassled with you like most guys would have done
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| Oh, and you know I’ve never questioned you about where you go and all the
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| things you do
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| So, don’t you complain, babe!
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| Don’t let me hear you complain, hey!
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| You’re riding on a lollipop train and you’ve never had it so good
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| The bed of roses that you seek, ah — you could never lie in
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| And pretending to be what you’re not, you see, will only bring you crying
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| You’d better roll it over in your mind carefully
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| Before you say that you can do far better than me
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| Ah, look at the queen in her ragged gown demanding to her jester,
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| a crown to hold
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| Don’t you complain, babe!
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| Don’t let me hear you complain, hey!
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| You’re riding on a lollipop train and you’ve never had it so good |