I know a couple of kids
With the minds of class a's
With a touch of cocaine

Reachin' all round their lips its true
They say
That I'm just the same
I'm out all the time
With sweet mary jane
But shes cheering me up
So I just wont complain
Its true
I must have made a dozen times
I must have made a dozen times
I dont care
She wont make me lose my mind
She wont make me lose my-
Its the way
Its the way
Its the way that she makes me forget all my problems
Its the way
She takes my thoughts away
Her scent it numbs my brain
The way she talks
She only talks to me
I must have made a dozen times
I must have made a dozen times
I dont care
She wont make me lose my mind
She wont make me lose my
Its the way
Its the way
Its the way that she makes me forget all my problems
Makes it all ok
Its the way
All hopes you meet her, again
All hopes you meet her, again
All hope you meet, again
Its the way
Its the way
Its the way that she makes me tell all my problems
Makes it all ok
Its the way