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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...
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