Sunshine, sunshine Never reached Mary's bloodshot eyes Inside, inside Mary fight of her pain and cries
She would like to see the light Sniffing, smoking, getting high You need to realize My baby gets stuck with drugs All right
Sunshine, sunshine Whiskey bottle and cocaine lines It's time, it's time Need a fix for her twisted mind
She would like to see the light Sniffing, smoking, getting high You need to realize My baby gets stuck with drugs All right
She was high sitting on a cloud Mixing white lines and whiskey shots She didn't recognize me and said -Hey Jesus Christ, look, i'm totally fucked up There is a thing that is knocking me out You allway get a little but it's never enough So cut it up, baby