My buzzer’s like a ‘zz zz’ noise
That’s perfectly in tune
Oh, my buzz is like the ecstasy
That turns me to a lune
As great are you my buzzing friend
So much in bliss am I
And I will switch you on, my pal
‘Til all your power has died
‘Til all my thrills tire me, my friend
And my body takes no more
But I adore you still, my friend
Even when you make me sore
So in the drawer, my lively friend
Save your juice for later
When we meet again, my friend
For more buzzing, I wager.
Apologies to Robbie Burns and anyone who admires his work!
My silver bullet is my special friend
She knows just what to do
She touches me like nothing else
And turns me all a pinkish hue
My silver wand of magic power
Takes me away from here
Soaring high like a bird of prey
Over snow-capped mountains we steer
The ground so far below, it looks so small
I want to stay this high,
And not return to this body,
As the sparks from top to toe fly.
Oh, silver bullet don’t fade away, please
Stay strong for me, my friend
I need your special touch below
To feel the great tingles you send
But four nights in a row – is that too much?
Does it really all say
That I’m addicted to your buzz?
Other pleasures have gone away
So I don’t have a choice in this pursuit
I lie alone in bed
With just a pillow by my side
And my hunger needs to be fed.
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