And This Is Nothing That I Thought I Had

I've been there and your frigid wit was far too greasy

Ain't so slick, and it ain't so damn profound

I've been there, done that, grilling that was sadly sleazy

Ain't so scared of your cool, so underground

And this is nothing that I thought I had

And this is nothing that I thought I had

And this is nothing that I thought I had

And this is nothing that I thought I had

With you

With you

With you

You've been here, and you reckon it was bubble lovie

Flirty babe, now your thing has run aground

Still bored here, watch your slithering is very waxy (Waxy)

Bass thumps clear, and your bitch won't make a sound

And this is nothing that I thought I had

And this is nothing that I thought I had

And this is nothing that I thought I had

And this is nothing that I thought I had

With you

And this is nothing that I thought I had

And this is nothing that I thought I had

And this is nothing that I thought I had

And this is nothing that I thought I had

With you

And this is nothing that I thought I had

And this is nothing I thought I had

And this is nothing that I thought I had

And this is nothing that I thought I had

With you (With you)

With you (With you)

With you (With you)

With you (With you)

With you (With you)

With you (With you)

With you (With you)

With you (With you)