Gladys Knight & The Pips - Lovin' On Next to Nothin' Lyrics

He's riding the plains living up to his nameAs the next to the last true romanticHe knows that his story is tragicBut he can't rest until he's next to youAll the girls know his fame, men curse his nameAnd they talk about him like he's magicBut he's the next to the last true romanticAnd he can't rest until he's next to youHe's stolen hearts like they're horsesAnd horses when hearts can't be foundHe keeps riding from one horse to one horse to one horse townsIt gets him downHe knows he's a fool to get caught up with youBut he's the next to the last true romanticAnd he can't let go of love once he's had itAnd he can't rest until he's next to youThere's always whiskey and womenAnd women and whiskey aroundAnd he can't tell which is worseTo be dying of thirst or to drownThat gets him downSo he smiles through the pain, he pinch Estelle, he dance with JaneSometimes even he don't know how he stands itBut he's the next to the last true romanticAnd he can't rest until he's next to youAnd he can't rest until he's next to you