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