She wants that old thing back
She want those heroin tracks, she likes me
She fiends for me nightly, she leans for me
Morning she rush for my touch, this is about lust
Cold sweats occur when I'm not with her
My presence is a must, must, must,
Bonita apple bum, I gotta put you on
If I didn't when we cuttin' the feeling would be too strong
In any form, I'm giving you sweet dreams
That sugar hill, she call me her sweet thing
That black rain that take away your pain
Just for one night, baby, take me in vein
Now that feelin' got you trippin'
You no wanna feel no differently
Said lust has got you itchin'
All wide open and its' drippin'
I know what you like, I am your prescription
I'm your physician, I'm your addiction
