Lyrics:

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 – 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 – how're U gonna win?

How U gonna win?



CHORUS {x2



So U thought U just might lose your mind 2day