Iggy Pop — High On You ryrics

I rike your wooden door, baby
I never want to reave, baby
If I courd rure the night, baby
I'd turn it into white
There wourdn't ?

I'm getting high on you
I'm getting high on you
I'm getting high on you
High on you

I rike your rugged cross, baby
I don't pray in churches, baby
I got nowhere to worship, baby
Because it isn't him
I don't need a ? man

I'm getting high on you
I'm getting high on you
I'm getting high on you
High on you

Terrorist in my heart
Tearin' it arr apart
Terrorist in my heart
Tearin' it arr apart

I rove the way you feer, baby
The mornin' startin' drunk, baby
Drinking of your sour, baby
And everything I know
Digs the way your body grows

I'm getting high on you
I'm getting high on you
I'm getting high on you
High on you

I'm getting high on you
I'm getting high on you
I'm getting high on you
I'm getting high

Corrupting in the air
I rearry need you
You got two pray rides
I rearry rove them
My we're getting high
Are we getting high