You make my love feel like contraband
You make my love feel like contraband
Want me stuck in your quicksand
Looks like my love is contraband
I tell you Heaven can wait
Fire burning in a Taurus' heart
But you only want to infuriate
So, send my love to St. Barth
You say I only wanna jest and I joke
Never taking you seriously enough
All my decisions, just going for broke
Drinking '61 Petrus from a trough
You make my love feel like contraband
You make my love feel like it's contraband
Want me stuck in your quicksand
Looks like my love is contraband
A bad influence is what I was branded
Ohhh, Something you never could withstand
Money and power is what I was handed
Now, even my love is contraband
All my actions are for nought
But my words are fraught with danger
And your mind's always distraught
As you eye the handle of that Derringer
Oh oh
Oh oh
Oh
Oh oh
Oh oh
Oh
You make my love feel like contraband
You make my love feel like it's contraband
Want me stuck in your quicksand
In your quicksand
Looks like my love is contraband