When I started out I thought that I would make it double quick
I had the kind of confidence that I was picked to click
But if you could stand in my shoes you wouldn't feel so smart
'Cause I'm A1 on the jukebox and nowhere on the chart
My agent gives me spending cash, his pockets seem so deep
I'd live just like a millionaire if it were mine to keep
But money ain't the problem, no, it ain't even a part
When you're A1 on the jukebox and nowhere on the chart
A1 on the jukebox, played in every bar
A1 on the jukebox, the big world is a star
I'm nowhere in the hit parade 'cause no one likes my art
And I'm A1 on the jukebox and nowhere on the chart
A1 on the jukebox, played in every bar
A1 on the jukebox, the big world is a star
I'm nowhere in the hit parade 'cause no one likes my art
And I'm A1 on the jukebox and nowhere on the chart
I spend a fortune on the trades, they take my every cent
I see my name in black and white, but words don't pay the rent
I know that I could hit and run if only I could start
But I'm A1 on the jukebox and nowhere on the chart
And I'm A1 on the jukebox and nowhere on the chart
Yes, I'm A1 on the jukebox and nowhere