Freda Payne
I get high
I get high on the memory that is in through me
I get high for the memory of how good you feel
I deliberately think of you and every little thing you do
I get aroused high on a cloud whenever I want you
I get high
I get high, I get high, I get high
I get high on your memory, high on your memory
I get high, high, high, high, high
When I hear the mention of your name
I always react the same
My heart takes a ride from the crown to the sky
I get high, I get high, I get high
High from the feeling you give me
Even though you're not with me
Together we made a memory
We're gone to touch over the ecstasy
I get high, I get high, I get high, I get high
Sweet sweet memory
I get high, I get high, I get high, I get high
Sweet sweet memory