Better then you like it Better then how we live, we die Instead we fall down, roll into that town She turns to me, and she said You turn me on, you turn me on
On with some things so sublime Silly, sweat now forget that Several words she thought was kind She touches me, and she said You turn me on, you turn me on
Well, I saw Timothy Leary Writing on the bathroom wall You turn me on, you turn me on There's a woman in the door to the left down the hall You turn me on
There's a blinded spot to call my own You turn me on, you turn me on I'da died and I never really even known You turn me on, you turn me on
You turn me on You turn me on
Turn out a light, turn on the bed You took my hand, I was scared by this I couldn't see nothing, I could feel her She turned me on, she turned me on
Well, I saw Timothy Leary Writing on the bathroom wall You turn me on, you turn me on There's a woman in the door to the left down the hall You turn me on
I'da died and I never really even known You turn me on, you turn me on I'da died and I never really even known You turn me on
Well, I saw Timothy Leary Writing in the bathroom wall There's a woman in the door to the left down the hall There's a light and a spark to call my own You turn me on I'da died and I never really even known How you turn me on