- Title----What she’s got----By Allan P Stevens - She got diamonds on her fingers Fancy shoes upon her feet Smell of her perfume lingers As she walks along the street - Clothes made from silky threads Blonde highlights in her curls Once she shared my humble bed Now she lives in another world - She’s climbed up to the top In the big house on the hill Learned to use what she’s got As the rich man pays the bill - Chauffeured car with rag top down Spending cash all over town Evening parties, fine ball gowns Rich men lay their money down Always knew she had such class Natural beauty is unsurpassed I recall the way she laughed The love we had could never last - She’s climbed up to the top In the big house on the hill Learned to use what she’s got As the rich man pays the bill - Raised up in an old wood shack She hardly ever went to school Daddy died from smoking crack Mama treated her like a fool - Now she’s up there riding high On top of rich that man’s world A gentle teardrop clouds my eye For the time she was my girl - She’s climbed up to the top In the big house on the hill Learned to use what she’s got As the rich man pays the bill - She’s climbed up to the top And, I wish her the best of luck -