Stick to the good drinks
Martinis do bad things
I know you get scared
When you drive impaired
Stick to the good drinks
Martinis do bad things
I know I get scared
When you drive impaired

I hesitate; It's much too late
I can't tell where this bed begins
Give him a chance,
Due to circumstance
I know I can act
You should see me lie!

All the more, all the more real
I know, I know you can't deal
What were you thinkin'?

To my surprise,
I'm hypnotized,
By the sight of flesh
And the scent of skin.
Give me a chance,
Due to circumstance.
I know I can act
You should see me lie!

All the more, all the more real
I know, I know you can't deal
What were you thinkin'?
All the more, all the more real
I know, I know you can't deal
I'm a believer!

All the more, all the more real
I know, I know you can't deal
What were you thinkin'
All the more, all the more real
I know, I know you can't deal
I'm a believer!

I'm a believer!

I'm a believer!