the downtown fiction
stoned
She feels good, she feels good  Candy cane, eyes, black licorice Lipstick, teeth that you can't forget Yeah, yeah, yeah and you won't regret Come on, come on, come on  Smoke, screen, stare like cellophane All wrapped up inside my brain Hey, hey, hey, can't get away Oh, come on, come on, come on  She feels good, she feels good She feels good So let everybody know I'm better giving up Feel stoned, I feel stoned  Telephone booth and a living room Better hurry up 'cause I'm coming soon Oh, oh, oh, it's just me and you Come on, come on, come on, yeah  She feels good, she feels good She feels good So let everybody know I'm better giving up Feel stoned, I feel stoned  Yeah, I want you all the time Got to make you mine, make me feel so high Yeah, just say you want my time Say yeah, yeah, yeah  She feels good, she feels good She feels good So let everybody know I'm better giving up Feel stoned, I feel stoned I feel stoned, I feel stoned