Well, just the other day, while alone in my room
I said to myself, "I need something new"
I'll cut a new nice slice, feed the lions twice
And they'll shake their manes in confusion
My love, my love's in vain, my love
My love, my love's in vain, my love
Put a bet on everything, it'll come up fine
My fingers are crossed and they're tapping in time
You got a pretty face, such a pretty, pretty face
You brush your own mane, fame is your pain
My love, my love's in vain, my love
My love, my love's in vain, my love
Maybe an older woman, show me a way
To ease those creases and crave no reasons
'Cause reasons are with gods
There's a heaven within me
But we all shake our manes in confusion
Oh, yeah
My love, my love's in vain, my love
My love, my love's in vain, my love
Should I grab you by the collar or just go my way?
With a knife between my clean white teeth
Don't want your feather in my cap, don't care about that
'Cause you can flash your own mane, fame is your pain
My love, my love's in vain, my love
My love, my love's in vain, my love
My love, my love's in vain, my love
