Artificial red smoke poison consumed

In the House of I'll Repute

Is this the way I spend my days

In recovery of a fatal disease

Oooh Oooh

Oooh Oooh

On a cloud of pink has turned to grey

And I'm alone again yeah

Someone to hold against my own

Alone untouched is what I crave

Oooh Oooh

Oooh Oooh

Artificial red smoke poison consumed

In the House of I'll Repute

Is this the place I search for love

When my need is within me a gift from above

Oooh Oooh

Oooh Oooh

Oooh Oooh

Oooh