She's riding down the wave lengths in my mind
Curving trailing dripping wine
Sipping slower now I'm drunk
Drawing blanks with eyes sewn shut
She's breaking down the walls up in your head
Waking rolling in your bed
Slipping slowly now your dosed
How many to take you home
Oh what's the magic number
To wake you from your slumber
She's riding down the wave lengths in my mind
Curving trailing bleeding wine
That's just the way that these things go
What will it take to fade in chromes
Oh what's the magic number
To wake you from your slumber