To the tune of Addicted to Love by Robert Palmer
You see those bubbles, you’re totally blown
Now your mind is not your own
Your heart sweats, your body shakes
Another bubble is what it takes
You can't sleep (nooo), you can't eat
There's no doubt, you're in deep
Your throat is tight, you can't breathe
Another bubble is all you need
Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah
It's closer to the truth to say you can't get enough, you know you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to bubbles
Might as well face it, you're addicted to bubbles
Might as well face it, you're addicted to bubbles
Might as well face it, you're addicted to bubbles
Might as well face it, you're addicted to bubbles
Might as well face it, you're addicted to bubbles
Oh well. There are worse addictions right? ;-)
You see those bubbles, you’re totally blown
Now your mind is not your own
Your heart sweats, your body shakes
Another bubble is what it takes
You can't sleep (nooo), you can't eat
There's no doubt, you're in deep
Your throat is tight, you can't breathe
Another bubble is all you need
Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah
It's closer to the truth to say you can't get enough, you know you're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to bubbles
Might as well face it, you're addicted to bubbles
Might as well face it, you're addicted to bubbles
Might as well face it, you're addicted to bubbles
Might as well face it, you're addicted to bubbles
Might as well face it, you're addicted to bubbles
Oh well. There are worse addictions right? ;-)
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