Frank Sinatra - "Laura (What's He Got That I Ain't Got)" lyrics

Laura, hold these hands and count my fingers Laura, touch these lips you once desired Lay your head upon my chest, hear my heartbeat Mmm, touch these ears that listened to your wishes Gently run your fingers through my hair Most of them fulfilled, and that's a lot And then tell me what he's got that I ain't got Let your soft gentle hands caress my body Oh, yes tell me what he's got that I can't give you Well, it must be something I was born without Laura, see these walls that I built for you You took an awful chance to be with another man So tell me what he's got that I ain't got See those fancy curtains on the windows Laura, see this carpet that I laid Note the name upon the checkbook in your bag Touch those satin pillows on your bed Laura, count the dresses in your closet Then tell me what he's got that I ain't got Oh, yes tell me what he's got that I can't give you And if there's time before I pull this trigger Well, it must be something I was born without Then tell me what he's got that I ain't got And if there's time before I pull this trigger Laura, tell me what he's got that I ain't got Laura, tell me what he's got