I had no mother, I felt no [bad word] No family [bad word]  yes, I've been busted
I laid my bed out in my back seat
Under the stars is where I would eat

Ooh, sometimes I got lucky
I, I got nailed too, real good
She, she was way over my head
Couldn't help myself, hid my past from you

To fit in, to fit in with
Ooh and yes, get in bed with you
I had to have a way
Of telling tales somewhat twisted

Told you white lies, I used white magic
Need you to know that I'm not a reject
I've [bad word] but not for a long time
Long over that and you can believe it

Ooh, sometimes I got lucky
I, I got nailed too, real good
She, she was way over my head
Couldn't help myself, hid my past from you

To fit in, to fit in with
Ooh and yes, get in bed with you
I had to have a way
Of telling tales somewhat twisted

Oh, somewhat twisted
Oh, twisted

Ooh, sometimes I got lucky
I, I got nailed too, real good
She, she was way over my head
Couldn't help myself, hid my past from you

To fit in, to fit in with
Ooh and yes, get in bed with you
I had to have a way
Of telling tales somewhat twisted