(In part)
I got a problem and I don't know what to do about it
Even if I did I don't know if I would quit but I doubt it
I'm taken by the thought of it
And I know this much is true
Baby, you have become my addiction
I'm so strung out on you I can barely move
But I like it and it's all because of you
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