Thinking Bout Nothing
Paul Trötzmüller
I was thinking bout nothing
Was dreaming bout nothing
And then I found you
I was drinking and smoking
Was caught doing cocaine
But then I found you
Gimme little this, gimme little that
Gimme little weed, gimme little cash
I was doing this, I was doing that
With no sense and no cents
I was fucking broke, from head to toe
Was so dumb, got no soul
Every move I made was to know
If you exist or
I never ever thought bout this
But suddenly I don´t miss
But suddenly I don´t miss
I never ever thought bout this
But suddenly I don´t miss
But suddenly I don´t miss
I was thinking bout nothing
Was dreaming bout nothing
And then I found you
I was drinking and smoking
Was caught doing cocaine
But then I found you