Contact High

I had no idea
 That you would be here
 As you smile from the corner
 And raise up your beer
 And then you touch my hand
 When you walked by
 And I get a contact high
 This ain't no crazy part
 No, it ain't no bar room
 Hell the only thing smoking
 In this place is you
 That dress is on fire girl
 When I look in your eyes
 Oh I get a contact high
 What you doing baby
 Being here in this room
 So damn frustrating
 That I can't hold you
 And it's driving me crazy
 That I can smell you perfume
 And it goes to my head
 I take a deep breath and I hold it
 Now the whole world is hazy
 And I'm dazed and confused
 Thing is I ain't touched nothin'
 Nothin' but you
 And that's even just barely
 We've been laughing and talking all night
 Oh baby
 Being here in this room
 It's driving me crazy
 Not holdin', not holdin' you
 It's just conversation
 The second-hand perfume
 But it goes to my head
 And I take a deep breath
 And I hold it
 Oh I get a contact high
 Get a contact high