I know a couple of kids With the minds of class a's With a touch of cocaine Reachin' all round their lips its true They say That I'm just the same I'm out all the time With sweet mary jane But shes cheering me up So I just wont complain Its true I must have made a dozen times I must have made a dozen times I dont care She wont make me lose my mind She wont make me lose my- Its the way Its the way Its the way that she makes me forget all my problems Its the way She takes my thoughts away Her scent it numbs my brain The way she talks She only talks to me I must have made a dozen times I must have made a dozen times I dont care She wont make me lose my mind She wont make me lose my Its the way Its the way Its the way that she makes me forget all my problems Makes it all ok Its the way All hopes you meet her, again All hopes you meet her, again All hope you meet, again Its the way Its the way Its the way that she makes me tell all my problems Makes it all ok Its the way