She said let`s put a plastic bag over our heads
and then kiss and stuff `til we get dizzy and fall on the bed.
We were in heaven for five or six minutes, then we passed out
and I was so in love I thought I knew what love was all about.
In church on sunday making out in front of the preacher.
You had a black shirt on with a big picture of Nietzsche.
When we had done our thing for a full christian hour,
I had made up my mind that there must be a higher power.
A higher, higher power.
A higher, higher power.
At a Christmas-party, I`d hold your hair when you vomit,
I`d help you up to brush your teeth, and then I`d kiss your stomach.
We lie still on your bed, the room is lit only by the tele
and it`s a perfect night for feeling melancholy.
A higher, higher power.
A higher, higher power.
Higher, higher power.
Higher, a higher power.
A higher, higher power.
A higher, higher power.
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