Fix

I'm feeling independent,

I made it through another day,

having a wonderful time.

I haven't felt the sickness,

I think I may have scared it away,

looks like I'm gonna be fine.

My friend down on the corner

says it's gonna be alright,

he's handing me a needle,

he sells me a fix,

he says I'll see you here tomorrow.

I'm feeling self-sufficient,

it's nice to finally be in control,

I'd have it no other way.

I do it when I want to

let the good times roll,

each and every day.

My friend down on the corner

says it's gonna be alright,

he's handing me a needle,

he sells me a fix,

and says I'll see you here tomorrow.

My friend down on the corner

says it's gonna be good times.

Pats me on the shoulder,

and sells me a fix,

he says I'll see you here tomorrow.