You feel that scented smell again
The one you seem to know so well
While you feel it in your veins
Like a thrill seeker you go
Searching for your next adventure
Waiting for the rush of blood
That speeds up your heartbeat
A bittersweet addiction someone said
A special twist, a malfunction of your head
And never ending adventure on your bed
One, two, three every Saturday night
Maybe twenty three the rest of the week
Whatever makes your fire ignite
'Cause the spirit's eager but the flesh is weak
One, two, three every Wednesday night
Forty three the rest of the week
Whatever makes your fire ignite
'Cause the spirit's eager but the flesh is weak
You know the tricks, you know the rules
You have the words, you have the tools
You know the ways into their minds
Like a thrill seeker you fly
Searching for your next adventure
Waiting for the butterfly
That speeds up your heartbeat
A bittersweet addiction someone said
A special twist, a malfunction of your head
And never ending adventure on their bed
One, two, three every Saturday night
Maybe twenty three the rest of the week
Whatever makes your fire ignite
'Cause the spirit's eager but the flesh is weak
One, two, three every Wednesday night
Forty three the rest of the week
Whatever makes your fire ignite
'Cause the spirit's eager but the flesh is weak
A bittersweet addiction someone said
Someone warned you
Someone that don't understand
The colors of your heart
One, two, three every Saturday night
Maybe twenty three the rest of the week
Whatever makes your fire ignite
'Cause the spirit's eager but the flesh is weak
One, two, three every Wednesday night
Forty three the rest of the week
Whatever makes your fire ignite
'Cause the spirit's eager but the flesh is weak
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You feel that scented smell again
The one you seem to know so well
While you feel it in your veins
Like a thrill seeker you go
Searching for your next adventure
Waiting for the rush of blood
That speeds up your heartbeat
A bittersweet addiction someone said
A special twist, a malfunction of your head
And never ending adventure on your bed
One, two, three every Saturday night
Maybe twenty three the rest of the week
Whatever makes your fire ignite
'Cause the spirit's eager but the flesh is weak
One, two, three every Wednesday night
Forty three the rest of the week
Whatever makes your fire ignite
'Cause the spirit's eager but the flesh is weak
You know the tricks, you know the rules
You have the words, you have the tools
You know the ways into their minds
Like a thrill seeker you fly
Searching for your next adventure
Waiting for the butterfly
That speeds up your heartbeat
A bittersweet addiction someone said
A special twist, a malfunction of your head
And never ending adventure on their bed
One, two, three every Saturday night
Maybe twenty three the rest of the week
Whatever makes your fire ignite
'Cause the spirit's eager but the flesh is weak
One, two, three every Wednesday night
Forty three the rest of the week
Whatever makes your fire ignite
'Cause the spirit's eager but the flesh is weak
A bittersweet addiction someone said
Someone warned you
Someone that don't understand
The colors of your heart
One, two, three every Saturday night
Maybe twenty three the rest of the week
Whatever makes your fire ignite
'Cause the spirit's eager but the flesh is weak
One, two, three every Wednesday night
Forty three the rest of the week
Whatever makes your fire ignite
'Cause the spirit's eager but the flesh is weak
The one you seem to know so well
While you feel it in your veins
Like a thrill seeker you go
Searching for your next adventure
Waiting for the rush of blood
That speeds up your heartbeat
A bittersweet addiction someone said
A special twist, a malfunction of your head
And never ending adventure on your bed
One, two, three every Saturday night
Maybe twenty three the rest of the week
Whatever makes your fire ignite
'Cause the spirit's eager but the flesh is weak
One, two, three every Wednesday night
Forty three the rest of the week
Whatever makes your fire ignite
'Cause the spirit's eager but the flesh is weak
You know the tricks, you know the rules
You have the words, you have the tools
You know the ways into their minds
Like a thrill seeker you fly
Searching for your next adventure
Waiting for the butterfly
That speeds up your heartbeat
A bittersweet addiction someone said
A special twist, a malfunction of your head
And never ending adventure on their bed
One, two, three every Saturday night
Maybe twenty three the rest of the week
Whatever makes your fire ignite
'Cause the spirit's eager but the flesh is weak
One, two, three every Wednesday night
Forty three the rest of the week
Whatever makes your fire ignite
'Cause the spirit's eager but the flesh is weak
A bittersweet addiction someone said
Someone warned you
Someone that don't understand
The colors of your heart
One, two, three every Saturday night
Maybe twenty three the rest of the week
Whatever makes your fire ignite
'Cause the spirit's eager but the flesh is weak
One, two, three every Wednesday night
Forty three the rest of the week
Whatever makes your fire ignite
'Cause the spirit's eager but the flesh is weak
Writer: Rui Alexandre Teixeira Ribeiro
Copyright: Lyrics © Lusitanian
Copyright: Lyrics © Lusitanian