Thoughts for a penny

Do you want my Money, don’t you?

Fine, take all my cents for my pocket

If you get dissappointed that’s your fault

Let me tell ya that ain’t got a bank

I never said that I was rich, do i?

I don’t own more than those pants you take

More than those words you make me waste

Get a toy for a nickel babe

I lie to a lier, but i don’t kill a murder

I love a lover, but ain’t got that love

I spent my time with you then I become nobody,

I read literature and some others books

And you tell me fool, while you are reading junk,

yeah!!! those magazines about how to cheat

and then you cry cuz you dont have someone to eat with

Get a toy for a nickel

You usually talk about your good looks

And criticize that people behind you

You said: they must be blind or death

To wear those clothes and creepy hair

Pay me attention and learn some style

Style? Huh you think that wear fancy stuff

Make you better than everybody else

Have some self-esteem to sell

I offer your thoughts for a penny