Dope


Ain't nothin in this world like my lady
Some people ask why,
she´ll treat you so good it will
Make a grown man cry


I need her and she needs me
Like a baby needs a bottle
And a birdie needs a tree
You see true love is a funny thing
It make's you go dependent
Like a heroin thing
The more i get,
the more i need


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