My favorite concoction surrounded my senses.
Now I find myself searching, climbing all fences.
If I get too close, my poison slips away.
She\'s always in Stock, but she\'s gone before I can pay.
I cry in the dark, where no one will answer me.
My sanity is slipping, \'cause I haven\'t been sipping my Arizona tea.
I can still taste her on my lips,
And smell the citrus scent.
There\'s been a total recall from my heart, who knows where she went.
Such a sad sweet melody,
Rattling of an empty can.
More than a customer, I was her number one fan.
I\'m shaking and crying, withdrawing from thee.
Yeah, my sanity\'s slipping, I haven\'t been sipping my Arizona tea.