You won't find me drinkin'
Hard liquor, or stinkin'
With cigarette holes in my clothes.
I don't like to gamble
So I buy Glen Campbell.
It's safer that way, heaven knows.
I don't do much eatin'
Or calorie cheatin'
So cheese cake and Twinkies won't do.
When I need to have it,
It must be a habit.
And I'm so addicted to you.
Addicted to you,
Addicted to you.
I don't fool with ladies
In bright red Mercedes,
Easy as Mrs. Smith's pies.
I don't buy subscriptions
For doctor's prescriptions
To keep me on Valium highs.
You never will see me
In front of the TV
With Monday Night Football in view.
I know it ain't moral
To go through withdrawal,
But I'm so addicted to you
Addicted to you,
Addicted to you.
Now when I'm much older,
My pulse beatin' slower,
And temperature startin' to fall.
There'll be no complainin'
The time I'm remainin'
Knowin' that we had it all.
And someday in heaven
I'll roll me a "seven"
And browse through a Playboy or two.
But not for a minute
Will my soul be in it.
I'll still be addicted to you.
Addicted to you,
Addicted to you,
Addicted to you.
Written/Copyrighted: Pat Portfolio
credits
from Out Of The Blue,
track released January 16, 2012
Production: Marty Rifkin
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"Addicted To You"
was just named "Runner-Up"
in the 2011 SONG OF THE YEAR
International Song Competition.
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