Example - High As A Kite Lyrics
You're my favourite bad habitIt's stupidWe never ever listen to CupidWe're about as well suited as RogerAnd Jessica RabbitAnd I wish I could have itJust that little bit closer to some normalityHaven't we gone to many lengths, pennies spentStill we don't make any senseEither as friends or as a coupleIf I said that I loved you I'd be lying to us bothThe only thing we know how to do is just *****And you're just like a drug but it's never enoughSee I tell myself it's proper but we're anything butWe're just a couple of kids who got drunk at a partyAnd later that night I undressed you like BarbieThe very next morning we both should have left itA night is a night but we just didn't accept itHow could I not repeat with you next to meBest to be sure, have some more, cause your sex is like ecstasy[Chorus: x2]Jeans on the floor, coat hanging on the doorBeen there before, it don't feel rightYou got me high as kite (when we sex?!)That's why I can't stop messing around with my best friend's exOkay you started, we both should have parted waysFrom the day we both first laid ***** in our birthday suitsBut mistakes are madeAnd with your best friends ex see the stakes are raisedSee there's something more stimulating when you're there gyratingWith a girl that your mates been datingLittle taste from the bowl of forbiddenness foodAnd your mates still your mate cause you've hidden the truthAnd you know you should tell himAs sooner not laterThe later you leave it the more he will hate yaThe thought in his heads looking horridHe's picturing his best friend stirring up his ex-girls porridgeI can't bring myself to sit down and inform himWhen the girl that he loved left my house just this morningI had to repeat with her next to meBest to be sure, have some more, cause your sex is like ecstasy[Chorus x2]He says he misses her loads and he's telling me dailyThought he'd marry her and be having a baby[?] I tell him that there's so many roadsAnd for every dead end there's other places to goIn his head they're still living togetherIn bed on the weekend, but now he feels weakened, they're not even speakingHe thought it could have lasted, and as he's telling me I feel like a bastardNow me and his ex are lying there together in bed and together we've been lying insteadWe're well aware what we are doing is wrongWe ain't been doing it longBut it's racking my brain, ain't complaining, the sex is amazingIt's harder to snob, frolicking like an alcoholic best in the pubI'm screwing him over so the screwing is overIt has to be, shame, cause your sex is like ecstasy[Chorus x2]
