Sober

I wish I was sober
Crashed my car last October
I really thought it was over
But you kept coming back, coming back

I played some strip poker
I got paid by the promoter
I am a cigarette smoker
A nymphomaniac, maniac

This bitch was a super soaker
And we fucked like locomotors
I liked her body odor
Panic attack, panic attack

She wore white and ochre
And she would ask me to choke her
I really thought it was over
But you kept coming back, coming back