You take me to heaven from deeper than hell ever dug And you fly me higher than a trip on a magical rug Confessions unravel You bang with your gavel And here I stand guilty In a court where you are the judge You're the drug You've got to come on round and pick me up You've my drug And I don't ever know if I can give you up Well you bring me colour where once I had just black and white Now I have rainbows appearing round here in the night Our true loving is growing And passion is flowing Well I don't need any cigarettes or beer from a jug You're my drug You've got to come on round and pick me up You're my drug Well you can slow me down or quick me up You're my drug Well you can spill me down and lick me up You're my drug And I don't ever know if I can give you up
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