Like punch drunk fighters
We stumble through the streets
Kissing in the hallways
We're stripping and we're sliding
And we're falling to our knees
Wrestling through the doorway
Drugsex â we bump and we grind
Drugsex â we lost track of time
And you never fucking done it
Till you done it fucked up
Drugsex â I can't believe I'm still up
I could be hungry in another life
If I could stand up baby
I would make you my wife
I thought I saw heaven
There was bright white light
It was only 7/11 on a Saturday night
Drugsex â we bump and we grind
Drugsex â we lost track of time
And you never fucking done it
Till you done it fucked up
Drugsex â 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 miss-spent youth
I want one of them
I want one of those
I'd name specific items
But I need another dose
Drugsex â we bump and we grind
Drugsex â we lost track of time
And you never fucking done it
Till you done it fucked up
Drugsex â I can't believe it's still up
Had my drugs....
Get me close to the honey pot.....