[Intro]
One, two, three, four
[Verse 1]
Pour me a drink
So I can clear my head
And take time to think
About what has been said
I swear I'm on the brink
Of losing myself
You were out of cigarettes
So we walked down to the store
And I bought a pack of Reds
And we sat on your front porch
And smoked ourselves to death
Yeah, we should be dead
But oh, the thrill
I feel it every time
Oh, the chills
Sending shivers down my spine
With her hands on my thigh
In a room full of smoke
We’ve never been this high before
The rest of our lives
We'll be lovers in the sky
I'll call you mine
You’ll call me yours
This side of the bed is his
This side of the bed is hers
Take it all off
And come closer
Take it all off
And come closer
One, two, three, four
[Verse 1]
Pour me a drink
So I can clear my head
And take time to think
About what has been said
I swear I'm on the brink
Of losing myself
You were out of cigarettes
So we walked down to the store
And I bought a pack of Reds
And we sat on your front porch
And smoked ourselves to death
Yeah, we should be dead
But oh, the thrill
I feel it every time
Oh, the chills
Sending shivers down my spine
With her hands on my thigh
In a room full of smoke
We’ve never been this high before
The rest of our lives
We'll be lovers in the sky
I'll call you mine
You’ll call me yours
This side of the bed is his
This side of the bed is hers
Take it all off
And come closer
Take it all off
And come closer
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