Thats what you think

I used to think what I want but thats what you think
I used to double entendre i’d do it all nite, its like a snoop thing
Every little piece of my heart is beating up a hobo
And theres a dime for every single time you get called a homo

I used to think I’d get my mojo workin again but thats what you think
I thought all it really needed was some elbow grease but no such noo thing
Thought I’d supplant the mighty bull with a shitload of bull
Now i’m cryin at the crossing by my ol primary school
i used to think i knew what i wanted but honey thats what you think

i do think …