Can you hear me, S.O.S.? Help me put my mind to rest Two times clean again, I’m actin’ low A pound of weed and a bag of blow
I can feel your love pulling me up from the underground And I don’t need my drugs, we could be more than just part-time lovers I can feel your touch picking me up from the underground And I don’t need my drugs, we could be more than just part-time lovers
We could be more than just part-time lovers We could be more than just part-time lovers
I get robbed of all my sleep As my thoughts begin to bleed I’d let go but I don’t know how Yeah, I don’t know how, but I need you now
I can feel your love pulling me up from the underground And I don’t need my drugs, we could be more than just part-time lovers I can feel your touch picking me up from the underground And I don’t need my drugs, we could be more than just part-time lovers
I can feel your touch picking me up from the underground And I don’t need my drugs, we could be more than just part-time lovers
(We could be) We could be more than just part-time lovers (Part-time lovers) (Yeah, more than, more than lovers) We could be more than just part-time lovers
Can you hear me, S.O.S.? Help me put my mind to rest