Addicted

My gal, she don't need no diamond rings
She don't need to get advice from fashion magazines
My gal, she don't need my fame, now let me make that clear
Doesn't want to hear "I love you" whispered in her ear

Only one thing that she needs
And it's right between my legs

My gal's addicted to my cock
Once she gets started, I'll tell ya, she can't stop
She's addicted, she's like a fiend
When we start fucking, can't get enough of me
She's addicted, she's addicted
She's addicted to my dick, yeah

My gal, she just wants to bond
She skips after-parties, wants me to take her home

Only one thing that she needs
And it's right between my legs

My gal's addicted to my cock
Once she gets started, I'll tell ya, she can't stop
She's addicted, she's like a fiend
When we start fucking, can't get enough of me
She's addicted, she's addicted
She's addicted to my dick, yeah

It's like there's a piece of crack rock stuck inside of my dick
She just might start crying if my gal don't get her fix
Maybe she's an alcoholic and I am her booze
But I always give it to her - maybe I'm addicted too

My gal's addicted to my cock
Once she gets started, I'll tell ya, she can't stop
She's addicted, she's like a fiend
Once we start fucking, can't get enough of me
She's addicted, she's addicted
She's addicted to my dick, yeah

A-dicc-ted, get it?
Go on, get it
I don't want a clean one, girl, I want a dirty one