Verse: A little loving now and then,
Is relished by the best of men.
That's a proverb old and true,
Still somehow it's always new.
A fellow wants a girlie, bad,
But there's none to be had,
No matter how you try, you cannot reason why,
Things always turn out like this:

Chorus: When you want 'em,
You can't get 'em,
When you've got 'em,
You don't want 'em,
All the wise men try to dope it out,
But it seems they're always left in doubt.
When you get 'em,
Then you pet 'em
When you lose 'em,
You forget 'em;
At certain times you have too many,
And lots of other times you haven't any.
When you want 'em you can't get 'em,
When you've got 'em you don't want 'em,
You're never satisfied at all.