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I like your wooden door, baby
I never want to leave, baby
If I could rule the night, baby
Id turn it into white
There wouldnt _? _

Im getting high on you
Im getting high on you
Im getting high on you
High on you

I like your rugged cross, baby
I dont pray in churches, baby
I got nowhere to worship, baby
Because it isnt him
I dont need a _? _ man

Im getting high on you
Im getting high on you
Im getting high on you
High on you

Terrorist in my heart
Tearin it all apart
Terrorist in my heart
Tearin it all apart

I love the way you feel, baby
The mornin startin drunk, baby
Drinking of your soul, baby
And everything I know
Digs the way your body glows

Im getting high on you
Im getting high on you
Im getting high on you
High on you

Im getting high on you
Im getting high on you
Im getting high on you
Im getting high

Corrupting in the air
I really need you
You got two play rides
I really love them
My were getting high
Are we getting high