A.1. On the Jukebox

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