B. Paine-L. Paine-Setzer Well, I was born in the city and I grew up poor I didn't have no money, no future instore Lord give me ambition, send a girl into my life 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 cla** She thinks I'm trash,,, trash Now I'm working hard, gonna make her all mine As long I got nothin', I got nothin' but 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 cla** 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 Rock 'n' roll trash, trash She thinks i'm trash, trash