Addicted to (Ass) Crack

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Her pants are up, but you still know
the prize that lies below.
Your palms sweat, your loins ache,
another spank is what it takes.

You can’t sleep, you can’t eat.
There’s no doubt, you’re in deep.
Your throat is tight, you can’t breathe --
another spank is all you need.

Whoa, you like to think that you’re immune to this 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 crack.



You see the curves, you need a grope.
You want more than dreams and hope.
Your hand beats in double time --
another spank and you’ll be mine, a one-crack mind.

She can’t be saved --
a spanking is all you crave.
If she bends in front of you
you can't stop what you'll do.

Whoa, you like to think that you’re immune to this 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 crack.

Might as well face it, you’re addicted to crack.



Her pants are on, but you’re not fooled --
your girl, she must be schooled.
Your palms sweat, your teeth grind,
another spank and you’ll be mine.

Whoa, you like to think that you’re immune to this 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 crack.

Might as well face it, you’re addicted to crack.


Say it with me: "My name is ______, and I'm addicted to crack."

You're not alone. The enticing line that peeks out above panties is just too tempting to resist. But that's one addiction that shouldn't be curbed.

And while we're admitting vices, I don't think it's any secret that I like my crack with a little smack.

Music and original lyrics to "Addicted to Love" by Robert Palmer, who did NOT sing about being addicted to crack, but who very well might be.