Turbulence on the airplane
Reminds me of the bed a rockin
Movement in the cockpit
Oh yes baby please no stopping
I was in bed
With Friends of yours just down the stairs
3 Am, my earth shakes
Feeling your hands run through my hair
Perfumes on my pillowslip
Everything tastes of you
Hit town for a drink
I'll Go for one but have a few
Stumble through the backstreets
Taking shortcuts to your mind
Lost in the jungle vines
Apartment 3 you'll come to find
Oh baby
You got me feeling
Like I'm in ecstasy
Running on the ceiling
You and your pack of fags
Oh yeah you stick to me
Feel lost when your not with me
You're my Nicotine
Lighting is blinding
I Did a dance with Lady Luck
The lads are fighting
You can look but do not touch
Disbelief on your face
Because you've Got to act up quickly
We've Really got no time to waste
Hair and you're coattails
Bouncing around alleyways
Girls in the corner
You should really turn away
From the boys in the band
Who'll lead you into trouble
As you're falsely comforted by their hand
Oh baby
You got me feeling
Like I'm in ecstasy
Running on the ceiling
You and your pack of fags
Oh yeah you stick to me
Feel lost when you're not with me
You're my nicotine
Light it up
Then stub it out
You've got me spinning
Round and round
I feel you slipping
Through my fist
You're like sand
I've got no grip
Light it up
Then stub it out
You've got me spinning
Round and round
I feel you slipping
Through my fist
You're like sand
I've got no grip yeah
Oh baby
You got me feeling
Like I'm in ecstasy
Running on the ceiling
You and your pack of fags
Oh yeah you stick to me
Feel lost when you're not with me
You're my nicotine
Aim For Two - Nicotine Lyrics
Aim For Two - Nicotine Lyrics
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Turbulence on the airplane
Reminds me of the bed a rockin
Movement in the cockpit
Oh yes baby please no stopping
I was in bed
With Friends of yours just down the stairs
3 Am, my earth shakes
Feeling your hands run through my hair
Perfumes on my pillowslip
Everything tastes of you
Hit town for a drink
I'll Go for one but have a few
Stumble through the backstreets
Taking shortcuts to your mind
Lost in the jungle vines
Apartment 3 you'll come to find
Oh baby
You got me feeling
Like I'm in ecstasy
Running on the ceiling
You and your pack of fags
Oh yeah you stick to me
Feel lost when your not with me
You're my Nicotine
Lighting is blinding
I Did a dance with Lady Luck
The lads are fighting
You can look but do not touch
Disbelief on your face
Because you've Got to act up quickly
We've Really got no time to waste
Hair and you're coattails
Bouncing around alleyways
Girls in the corner
You should really turn away
From the boys in the band
Who'll lead you into trouble
As you're falsely comforted by their hand
Oh baby
You got me feeling
Like I'm in ecstasy
Running on the ceiling
You and your pack of fags
Oh yeah you stick to me
Feel lost when you're not with me
You're my nicotine
Light it up
Then stub it out
You've got me spinning
Round and round
I feel you slipping
Through my fist
You're like sand
I've got no grip
Light it up
Then stub it out
You've got me spinning
Round and round
I feel you slipping
Through my fist
You're like sand
I've got no grip yeah
Oh baby
You got me feeling
Like I'm in ecstasy
Running on the ceiling
You and your pack of fags
Oh yeah you stick to me
Feel lost when you're not with me
You're my nicotine
Reminds me of the bed a rockin
Movement in the cockpit
Oh yes baby please no stopping
I was in bed
With Friends of yours just down the stairs
3 Am, my earth shakes
Feeling your hands run through my hair
Perfumes on my pillowslip
Everything tastes of you
Hit town for a drink
I'll Go for one but have a few
Stumble through the backstreets
Taking shortcuts to your mind
Lost in the jungle vines
Apartment 3 you'll come to find
Oh baby
You got me feeling
Like I'm in ecstasy
Running on the ceiling
You and your pack of fags
Oh yeah you stick to me
Feel lost when your not with me
You're my Nicotine
Lighting is blinding
I Did a dance with Lady Luck
The lads are fighting
You can look but do not touch
Disbelief on your face
Because you've Got to act up quickly
We've Really got no time to waste
Hair and you're coattails
Bouncing around alleyways
Girls in the corner
You should really turn away
From the boys in the band
Who'll lead you into trouble
As you're falsely comforted by their hand
Oh baby
You got me feeling
Like I'm in ecstasy
Running on the ceiling
You and your pack of fags
Oh yeah you stick to me
Feel lost when you're not with me
You're my nicotine
Light it up
Then stub it out
You've got me spinning
Round and round
I feel you slipping
Through my fist
You're like sand
I've got no grip
Light it up
Then stub it out
You've got me spinning
Round and round
I feel you slipping
Through my fist
You're like sand
I've got no grip yeah
Oh baby
You got me feeling
Like I'm in ecstasy
Running on the ceiling
You and your pack of fags
Oh yeah you stick to me
Feel lost when you're not with me
You're my nicotine
Writer: Rory Galloway
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