Album: Instinct (1988)
I like your wooden door, baby
I never wanna leave, baby
If I could rule the night, baby
I would turn it into white
There wouldn´t ?
I am getting high on you
I am getting high on you
I am getting high on you
High on you
I like your rugged cross, baby
I do not pray in churches, baby
I got nowhere to worship, baby
Because it´sn´t him
I do not need a ? man
I am getting high on you
I am getting high on you
I am getting high on you
High on you
Terrorist in my heart
Tearin´ it all apart
Terrorist in my heart
Tearin´ it all apart
I love the way you feel, baby
The mornin´ startin´ drunk, baby
Drinking of your soul, baby
And everything I know
Digs the way your body glows
I am getting high on you
I am getting high on you
I am getting high on you
High on you
I am getting high on you
I am getting high on you
I am getting high on you
I am getting high
Corrupting in the air
I really need you
You got two play rides
I really love them
My we are getting high
Are we getting high
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