Mae I ought to leave him But something makes me stay It's the stuff I'd try to k** him But my guy gives me love And the stuff Sometimes he's rough He throws me down the stairs But deep inside he cares He buys me lingerie And the stuff I was a student Good grades and so naive 'Til the stuff A handsome stranger Some empty promises Lotsa stuff But I don't get hooked I'm not addicted, no I just enjoy the glow I like to have my fun No harm to anyone Though the fun sometimes escapes me When Jack gets stoned and rapes me... Nothing numbs me better than the stuff