I wanna

wait, just a little longer.

So

I drink and I smoke and I ask you if you're ever around.

And

I've been poked & stoked
It's all smoke, there's no more fire
Only desire

how I long

to see him
and regret the dark hour
he's gone and neglected his pale wildwood flower

If

you want to rock you've got to roll

Let's dance little stranger

Show me secret sins

You got me flippin'

like a flag on a pole. Come on sugar, let the good times roll...