All the things you said [bad word] out of my head 
Catching sensual place 
Like bullet, Bullet 

We could put a point 
Could no longer meet 
If it wasn’t [bad word] like cocaine, cocaine 

Tie her happy hands 
Close her happy eyes 
Give them brain advice 
You can t feel what I feel 
Close her happy eyes 
Tie her happy hands 
Give them brain advice 
You can t feel what I feel 

Oh Oh Oh...

Love is not a place for meditation babe 
Pillow is not a place for crying And crying 
Tie her happy hands 
Close her happy eyes 
Give them brain advice 
You can t feel what I feel 
Close her happy eyes 
Tie her happy hands 
Give them brain advice 
You can t feel what I feel 

Oh Oh Oh...

Bring me away 

Oh Oh Oh...