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 creep

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.