After two years of thinking about you
I heard you where looking for me
And I drove day and night just to be by your side
I wanted you so desperately.
And I found you in a sleazy apartment.
Acting kind of strange.
And you said could you give me a cigarette,
Or Maybe a hit of cocaine.
Well god I just wanted to hold you.
To touch you and eat you alive,
I remember the taste and smell of your skin,
And the way you felt inside.
But you said let's meet Big John.
I heard he just got off a plane,
It might be nice to see him,
And maybe he'll have some cocaine.