So u thought u just might lose your mind 2day
brother pushin' that game on ya as if u wanna play
askin' u every other sentence if them titties are real
one tramp even had the nerve 2 touch 'em as if u wanted a feel
Chorus:
shoo-bed-ooh, shoo-bed-ooh, ooh!
shoo-bed-ooh, shoo-bed-ooh, ooh!
The money that u make ain't payin' the rent, so u sleep in cars
u wonder aloud if u're happy - u say, "yea," as if u really are
this car u drive with no gas won't take u very far
u look up in the sky and wish upon a star (upon a star)
Chorus
The answer 2 the question of life is a gray-haired bitch at least
suckin' on the ebony dancer in between these dirty sheets
spittin' out the aftertaste of a boy who might not call again
if this is the game u stood in line 4 ¨c how're u gonna win?
(how're u gonna win?)
shoo-bed-ooh, shoo-bed-ooh, ooh!
So u thought he just might come every time u phone
as if u've never been lonely as if u've never been alone
(as if u've never been alone)
how u ever gonna win if u let 'em all see your hand?
playin' the queen don't work on your knees as if u understand
Chorus {x2}
The answer 2 the question of life is a gray-haired bitch at least
suckin' on the ebony dancer in between these dirty sheets
spittin' out the aftertaste of a boy who might not call again
if this is the game u stood in line 4 ¨c how're u gonna win?
how u gonna win?
Chorus {x2}
So u thought u just might lose your mind 2day