She Thinks I'm Trash

Well, I was born in the city and I grew up poor
I didn't have no money, no future in store
Lord give me ambition, send a girl into my life
Well, she looks down and notice to me
Because I'm not kind

(She thinks I'm trash) she wants to throw me away
(She thinks I'm trash), but she's wrong, I'll show her someday
(She thinks I'm trash) I don't listen to her when she says
I got no future, no past, no prospects, no class
She thinks I'm trash
Trash

Now I'm a-working hard, gonna make her all mine
As long I got nothin', I got nothin' but the time
Time to be somebody, buy my fortune and fame
But she says that I'm born to lose and I'll never change

(She thinks I'm trash) she wants to throw me away
(She thinks I'm trash), but she's wrong, I'll show her someday
(She thinks I'm trash) I don't listen to her when she says
I got no future, no past, no prospects, no class
She thinks I'm trash
Trash

Hey, go on, baby, live a life of luxury
I know someday you're gonna give your love to me

Trash
Yeah

She thinks I'm trash
She thinks I'm trash
She thinks I'm trash
She thinks I'm trash
Rock 'n' roll trash, trash

She thinks I'm trash (trash)
She thinks I'm trash (trash)
She thinks I'm trash (trash), yeah, yeah
She thinks I'm trash (trash), hey
She thinks I'm trash (trash) yeah
She thinks I'm trash (trash)
She thinks I'm trash (trash), yeah, well

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah (trash)
Trash



Credits
Writer(s): Bobby Paine, Brian Setzer, Larson Paine
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