Soft saxaphones blow away
Like a cocaine snowstorm
Its crystal clear in here - in here

Blow away Blow away

Opposites attract me
Teach me to be holy
Little ego begins to fall
When your light is on me
I'm feeling holy, holy
When your light is on me
Here comes the magic again
Here comes the magic again

Soft saxaphones blow away
Like a cocaine snowstorm
Its crystal clear in here - in here

Sometimes, I need mother,
sometimes I need sister
Sometimes, I need lover, Sometimes
I need friend

Melatonin let's the dreams in
Seratonin is for surfing
Adrenalin keeps us running
Endorphine is our morphine

Want to take you
Take you
Want to shoot you through a needle
Want you coarsing
Through my blood

And if there is a cure
Then I don't want to take it
If there is a cure
Then I don't want to know

Cos it's sweet addiction
My sweet addiction
some sweet addiction

You're my Drug
My Drug
You're My Drug