Like punch drunk fighters
We stumble through the streets
Kissin' in the hallways
We're strippin' & we're slidin'
& we're fallin' to our knees
Wrestlin' through the doorway
Drug sex - we bump & grind
Drug sex - we lost track of time
And you never fucken done it
Till you done it fucked up
Drug sex - can't believe you're still up
I could be hungry in another life
If I could stand up baby
I would make you my wife
I thought I sa wheaven
There was a bright white light
It was only 7/11 on a Saturday night
Drug sex - We bump and grind
Drug sex - We lost track of time
And you never fucken done it
Till you done it fucked up
Drug sex - I can't believe you're still up
You're a little white lie
You're a handful of truth
You're a funky misdemeanour
You're a mis-spent youth
I want one of them
I want one of those
I'd name specific reasons
But I need another dose
Drug sex - We bump and grind
Drug sex - We lost track of time
And you never fucken done it
Till you done it fucked up
Drug sex - I can't believe it's still up
Had my drugs...
Get me close to the honeypot...
Writer(s): Glenn Easton Dormand, Ross Andrew Johnston, Matt Ford, Warrick John Leggo
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