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Look what you're doing to me I'm utterly at your whim All of my defenses down Your camera looks through me With its X-ray vision And all systems run aground All I can manage to push from my lips Is a...

Gimme one, gimme two, gimme all of you. I need the things that make you smile Picture this: you and me high on ecstasy of what we could be Chorus: Love's the only drug Love's the only drug The only...