You know I gotta have it
Whoa, oh, oh
So I ruffle through the cabinet
With a crooked moan
Kinda queasy on the red ones
So I took all of the blue ones
Feeling hotter than a glue gun
I said, let's go, go, go
I hold hands with cosmic entities
I'll take this tube out if I please
I got this sweet tooth, baby
Yeah, I got this sweet tooth, baby
I exploit my opportunities
Some broken hearts, numb cavities
I got this sweet tooth, baby
Yeah, I got this sweet tooth, baby, yeah
I'm a savage in a basement
Whoa, oh, oh
I'm fightin' with the tchotchkes
In a stranger's home
I'm way over the street line
Roaring like a feline
Still coming up the incline
Saying: More, more, more
I hold hands with cosmic entities
I'll take this tube out if I please
I got this sweet tooth, baby
Yeah
When will they realize
God with the crazy eyes
Never had an invite
Kick me out, I don't mind
Helicopter by the stop sign
Pretending that it's a strobe light
Kick me out, I'm not phased
I'm on another plane
I hold hands with cosmic entities
I'll take this tube out if I please
I got this sweet tooth, baby
Yeah, I got this sweet tooth, baby
I exploit my opportunities
Some broken hearts, numb cavities
I got this sweet tooth, baby
Yeah, I got this sweet tooth, baby, yeah
I can never find a refuge
Yeah, I'm always on a sweet tooth
Maybe I'm a little cuckoo
'Cause I'm always on a sweet tooth
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