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 ЁC 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