Everybody′s watching every move we make
Everybody's running ′round
Sometimes I feel we're doing this for
It′s hard to watch you drop a tear
But I've got drugs in my pocket
I′ve got your hand in mine
I've got drugs in my pocket
The burning sense of satisfaction
Feel the sunshine of your lips
As we embrace ourselves in
These lazy, hazy days of sin
But I've got drugs in my pocket
I′ve got your hand in mine
I've got drugs in my pocket
It would be nice to see you smile
The things we have to face
I′ve got drugs in my pocket
I′ve got your hand in mine
I've got drugs in my pocket
I've got your hand in mine
I′ve got drugs in my pocket