| Being in love is like being on drugs
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| Without the potential brain damage
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| Kisses are crack rocks you don’t have to smoke
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| With no life ruining baggage, no life ruining baggage
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| And when we touch (when they touch)
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| Oh, when we touch (ah-ah-aah)
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| I can feel it get me high
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| I can feel that dopamine rush
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| And when we kiss (when they kiss)
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| Oh, when we kiss (ah-ah-aah)
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| It satisfies my addiction
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| Without making me pass out in a pool of my piss
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| Being in love is like going flat broke
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| And getting kicked out of college
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| She’s like the dealer who’s trying to collect
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| And get all the payments she’s promised, get all the payments she’s promised
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| And when she speaks (when she speaks)
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| Oh, when she speaks (ah-ah-aah)
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| I can feel that chemical reaction make me weak
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| And when we dance (when they dance)
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| Oh, when we dance (ah-ah-aah)
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| It’s the substance abuse that gets me all the delight
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| Without making me start a naked bar fight
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| When she leaves I need another fix
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| So desperate, I can only be myself with another hit
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| Didn’t know the side effects would be so bad, gonna end up in rehab
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| That means my room when I’m drowning in a pile of Cheeto bags, Cheeto bags!
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| Being in love is like being on drugs
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| Without the potential of dying
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| Snuggles are pills that you don’t have to buy
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| Unless you’re that type of client, unless you’re that type of client
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| And when we touch (when they touch)
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| Oh, when we touch (ah-ah-aah)
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| I can feel it get me high
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| But I still can’t get enough
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| And when we kiss (when they kiss)
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| Oh, when we kiss (ah-ah-aah)
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| It’s at least as good as a dank-ass joint
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| Without making me rob a mom at gunpoint
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| Being in love is like being on drugs |