Got the right house But the wrong address I should have my head examined I finally found the difference between A kiss and germ warfare I siphoned gasoline
* Your eyes, your ears, your mouth, your nose Your arms, your legs, your heart, you soul Touch me, Touch me, Touch me, Touch me, My body crave your touch
A snapshot of you Tucked in my shoe So close and yet so far from you I'm sitting at the back of the bus I picture you driving Your review mirror eyes
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I crave you
A prisoner I'm the warden too Nothin' worse than self made misery If Moses truly parted the sea Then can I quit smoking My miracles run weak, yes they do..