To call my own
 The slightest correction
 Couldn't finely hone


 The sweetest infection
 Of body and mind
 Sweetest injection
 Of any kind


 I stop and I stare too much
 Afraid that I dare too much
 And I hardly dare to touch
 For fear that the spell may be broken


 When I need a drug in me
 And it brings out the thug in me
 Feel something tugging me
 Then I want the real thing not tokens


 The sweetest perfection...


 Things you'd expect to be
 Having effect on me
 Pass undetectedly
 But everyone knows what has got me


 Takes me completely
 Touches so sweetly
 Reaches so deeply
 I know nothing can stop me


 Sweetest perfection
 An offer was made
 An assorted collection
 But I wouldn't trade


 The sweetest perfection...


 Takes me completely
 Touches so sweetly
 Reaches so deeply
 Nothing can stop me