Funkin' Love Potion #9

Oh, sweet honey drip, you got me on my knees, Caught up in your rhythm, baby, just like a disease. You're the thumping bass line running right through my veins, With your smoky eyes and love games, driving me insane. With every strut, you walk, there's a funky disco beat, That makes my heart drum faster every time our eyes meet. You're the groove that's got me spinning, round and round, Girl, your love is a symphony, the sweetest of sounds. You're the Funkin' Love Potion #9, too strong to refuse, Serving up some heartache, with those dancing blues. You’re the scratch on my vinyl, the rhythm in my song, With every beat and melody, you just string me along. {end}