Drug of Choice

She’s got moves like a dancer out there on the floor, she screams like a banshee and sleeps like a whore, you’ll have no defense once her sweet lies are deployed. She’s got eyes that terrify and electrical touch, she’ll take what you give her, then give back too much, she’s got a pull on you that man, you just can’t avoid, she’s my drug of choice, my drug of choice. She does bedroom marathons when she gets in the mood, will forget everything even sleeping and food, couldn’t keep up with her even if on a love-steroid. Never seems to run low, and she never will crash, Loves to live the high life, and blow through the cash, a weekend with her leaves me feeling so damn destroyed, that’s my drug of choice, my drug of choice. She can’t just sit there and wait if a man falls behind, when she can’t get it from you then another she’ll find, and she don’t give a damn if cheating leaves you annoyed. You know she’s not gonna change but nothing can be done, she’ll never be a girlfriend, just a damn addiction, go too long without her and you’re angry and paranoid, damn my drug of choice, my drug of choice.