Thingy Songtext
I gave my money to a two-bit whore

She kept me warm for an hour or more

Then after she left I fell on the floor

And dreamed of my life the way it was before


I bet my money on a two-bit horse

It broke my heart around the course

And after the race we shot him of course

And fed him to the dogs

Cuz that's what dead horses are for

Dead horses are for...