I haven't got a car You haven't got an opinion I don't have no regrets, baby All the words that you'll say someday There were no who*es in my bed, maybe [Chorus] But now the leaves are convalescing The sun is warming the baby seed Through my mind I am quietly regressing I've got everything that I need I haven't got no friends sh** is a better companion For your losses I grieve, baby Still you better believe someday There is no hope to retrieve, maybe [Chorus]