Love is a drug and you are my cigarette Love is addiction and you are my Nicorette Love is a drug like chocolate, like cigarettes I'm feeling sick, I've got to medicate myself I want your love, don't try to stop me Can't get enough, still hanging on me Your guilty heart, don't let it break you And if you pray, well no one's gonna save you Like everyone that you fear and everything you hold dear Even the book in your pocket You are the sun and the light, you are the freedom I fight God will do nothing to stop it The origin is you You're the origin of love Love is a drug and you are my cigarette Love is addiction and you are my Nicorette Love is a drug like chocolate, like cigarettes I'm feeling sick, I've got to medicate myself Well, if God is a priest and the devil a slut Well, that's a reason for nothing Like every word that you preach Like every word that you teach With every rule that you breach You know, the origin is you From the air I breathe to the love I need Only thing I know, you're the origin of love From the God above to the one I love Only thing that's true, the origin is you From the air I breathe to the love I need Only thing I know, you're the origin of love From the God above to the one I love Only thing that's true, the origin is you Patre nostrum, Deus machismo Patre Deus, Deus machismo Dio de Matre, Deus machismo Deus esso sancto spirito Like stupid Adam and Eve They found their love in a tree God didn't think they deserved it He taught them hate, taught them pride Gave them a leave, made them hide Let's push the stories aside You know, the origin is you From the air I breathe to the love I need Only thing I know, you're the origin of love From the God above to the one I love Only thing that's true, the origin is you From the air I breathe to the love I need Only thing I know, you're the origin of love From the God above to the one I love Only thing that's true, the origin is you Some love's pain and some love is a candy cane It tastes so sweet but leaves you feeling sick with pain Your love is air, I breathe it in around me Don't know it's there but without it I'm drowning Love, you're the origin of love Eh, oh, le, oh, la You're the origin of love, love, love, love, love You're the origin of love, love, love, love, love You're the origin of love, love, love, love, love You're the origin of love, love, love, love, love You're the origin of love, love, love, love, love Thank God that you found me Thank God that you found me Thank God that you found me

I've got a sweet tooth For licorice drops and jelly roll Hey, sugar daddy Hansel needs some sugar in his bowl I'll lay out fine China on the linen And polish up the chrome If you've got some sugar for me Sugar daddy, bring it home Black strap molasses You're my orange blossom honey bear Bring me Versace blue jeans Black designer underwear We'll dress up like the disco dancing Jet set in Milan and Rome If you've got some sugar for me Sugar daddy, bring it home Oh, the thrill of control Like the rush of rock and roll Is the sweetest taste I've known, oh, yeah If you've got some sugar, bring it home When honey bees go shopping It's something to be seen They swarm to wild flowers And get nectar for the Queen And everything you bring me Got me dripping like a honeycomb If you've got some sugar for me Sugar daddy, bring it home Oh, the thrill of control Like the Blitzkrieg on the roll Is the sweetest taste I've known, oh, yeah If you've got some sugar bring it home Come on, sugar daddy, bring it home Whiskey and French cigarettes A motorbike with high-speed jets A Waterpik, a Cuisinart And a hypo-allergenic dog I want all the luxuries of the modern age And every item on every page In the Lillian Vernon catalogue Oh, baby, something's crossed my mind I was thinking you'd look so fine In a velvet dress With heels and an ermine stole Oh, Luther, darling, Heaven knows I've never put on women's clothes Except for once, my mother's camisole So, you think only a woman Can truly love a man? Well, you buy me the dress, I'll be more woman Than a man like you can stand I'll be your Venus on a chocolate clam shell Rising on a sea of marshmallow foam If you got some sugar for me Sugar daddy, bring it home It's our tradition to control Like Erich Honecker and Helmut Kohl, remember him From the Ukraine to the Rhone Sweet home uber allies, Lord, I'm coming home, yeah Come on, sugar daddy, bring me home

Rain falls hard Burns dry A dream Or a song That hits you so hard Filling you up And suddenly gone Breathe feel love Give free Know in your soul Like your blood knows the way From your heart to your brain Knows that you're whole And you're shining Like the brightest star A transmission On the midnight radio And you're spinning Like a 45 Ballerina Dancing to your rock and roll Here's to Patti And Tina And Yoko Aretha And Nona And Nico And me And all the strange rock and rollers You know you're doing all right So hold on to each other You gotta hold on tonight And you're shining Like the brightest star A transmission On the midnight radio And you're spinning Your new 45s For the misfits and the losers Yeah, you know you're rock and rollers Spinning to your rock and roll Lift up your hands Lift up your hands

On nights like this When the world's a bit amiss And the lights go down across the trailer park I get down, I feel had I feel on the verge of going mad And then it's time to punch the clock I put on some make-up And turn on the tape deck And pull the wig back on my head Suddenly I'm Miss Midwest Midnight checkout queen Until I head home And I put myself to bed I look back on where I'm from Look at the woman I've become And the strangest things seem suddenly routine I look up from my Vermouth on the rocks The gift wrapped wig still in the box Of towering velveteen I put on some make-up Some Lavern Baker I'm pulling the wig down from the shelf Suddenly I'm Miss Beehive 1963 Until I wake up And I turn back to myself Some girls they have natural ease They wear it any way they please With their French flip curls and perfumed magazines Wear it up, let it down This is the best way that I've found To be the best you've ever seen I put on some make-up Turn on the eight-tack I'm pulling the wig down from the shelf Suddenly I'm Miss Farrah Fawcett from TV Until I wake up And I turn back to myself Shag, bi-level, Bob, Dorothy Hamill do Sausage curl, chicken wings, it's all because of you With your blow dried, feather backed Toni home wave, too Flip, for, frizz, flop, it's all because of you It's all because of you, it's all because of you Okay Everybody I put on some make-up Turn up the eight track I'm pulling the wig down from the shelf Suddenly I'm this punk rock star of stage and screen And I ain't never I'm never turning back

My sex-change operation got botched My Guardian angel fell asleep on the watch Now all I got is a Barbie doll crotch I got an angry inch Six inches forward and five inches back I got a, I got an angry inch Six inches forward and five inches back I got a, I got an angry inch I'm from the land where you still hear the cries I had to get out to sever all ties I changed my name and assumed a disguise I got an angry inch Six inches forward and five inches back I got a, I got an angry inch Six inches forward and five inches back I got a, I got an angry inch Six inches forward and five inches back The train is coming and I'm tied to the track I try to get up but I can't get no slack I got an angry inch, angry inch, angry inch My mother made my tits out of clay My boyfriend told me that he'd take me away They dragged me to the doctor one day I've got an angry inch Six inches forward and five inches back I got a, I got an angry inch Six inches forward and five inches back I got a, I got an angry inch Long story short When I woke up from the operation, I was bleeding down there I was bleeding from the gash between my legs My first day as a woman and already it's that time of the month But two days later, the hole closed up and the wound healed And I was left with a one inch mound of flesh Where my penis used to be, where my vagina never was A one inch mound of flesh with a scar running down it Like a sideways grimace on an eyeless face It was just a little bulge, it was an angry inch Six inches forward and five inches back The train is coming and I'm tied to the track I try to get up but I can't get no slack I got an angry inch, angry inch, angry inch Six inches forward and five inches back Stay under cover till the night turns to black I got my inch and I'm set to attack I got an angry inch, angry inch, angry inch Six inches forward and five inches back The train is coming and I'm tied to the track I try to get up but I can't get no slack I got an angry inch, angry inch, angry inch Six inches forward and five inches back Stay under cover till the night turns to black I got my inch and I'm set to attack I got an angry inch, angry inch, angry inch Angry inch, angry inch, angry inch Angry inch, angry inch, angry inch