Album: Greatest Hits: My Prerogative – Year: 2004

This song is all about venereal disease (sexually transmitted disease, STD or VD), and how it’s not a big deal. Obviously I’ve been with other guys and I don’t use condoms because they’re dumb and Britney doesn’t use them (two kids, hello!) so getting the random drip ain’t a biggy, just accept it, get the Amoxicillin and move on. Cool? Cool! Just do it like a Nike.

So let’s look at the lyrics and talk Toxic, she’s Britney bitch!

Baby, can’t you see (you can’t because it’s dark)

I’m calling (for you to come over, come under and come deep all up ins)

A guy like you

Should wear a warning (Mr. Yuk sticker)

It’s dangerous (cuz I didn’t know you were drippy on the tippy, dick!)

I’m fallin’ (cuz I’m syphilitic and infected)

There’s no escape (from your biotic infection, but it’s cool)

I can’t wait (even if I itch a bit)

I need a hit (of anything you got, maybe pills or whatever, maybe just your stuff and junk)

Baby, give me it (your ding dong dangly bits)

You’re dangerous (and I know it now, ten days later because you’re all junked up in the front)

I’m lovin’ it (for at least ten minutes at a blast)

Too high (never too high, this is a metaphorical thing or a simile like too high or something)

Can’t come down (but can come “on” if you know what I mean)

Losing my head (but you’ll lose your head as long as you lose it from me the right way, baby)

Spinning ‘round and ‘round (the way I get dizzy and twirley when I do what I do on you)

Do you feel me now (or will you be better to feel me later when I put my feel on you)

With a taste of your lips (even if it’s the backdoor lips)

I’m on a ride (if you know how I hop on the coaster)

You’re toxic I’m slipping under

With a taste of a poison paradise (that’s like the garden of Eden all messed up)

I’m addicted to you (because I’m a drip junky you was so hot but now I might hate you)

Don’t you know that you’re toxic (Seriously, maybe haven’t you been tested or anything?)

And I love what you do (with the way you rock it all up ins me)

Don’t you know that you’re toxic (seriously though, get tested sometimes or something)

It’s getting late (too late to hit the clinic, so it’s all good if you don’t f’ing lie to me)

To give you up (or me give it up to you)

I took a sip (from your tip)

From my devil’s cup (or the Beelzebub rim)

Slowly (or at any speed)

It’s taking over me (like you’re finishing all over me, so there you go)

Too high (or maybe barely just high enough. Britney doesn’t get too high, she gets maybe just barely high enough)

Can’t come down (which is Britney saying “come, come in”)

It’s in the air (your money shot)

And it’s all around (my hair, face, chest, and anywhere else you can spout it)

Can you feel me now (cuz I’m drenched in you which is awesome and I love it, but if you cross me I swear to Christ I’ll ruin your life)

With a taste of your lips, I’m on a ride (Coney Island or Pony Island, both work for me)

You’re toxic I’m slipping under (your body, face, whatever)

With a taste of a poison paradise (which is no biggy by me)

I’m addicted to you (like the manly, sick drug you are to me, daddy)

Don’t you know that you’re toxic (get checked)

And I love what you do (if you’re not still with your wife)

Don’t you know that you’re toxic (hit up the clinic and find out for sure cuz I got this from somewhere)

[Repeat Chorus]

Intoxicate me now (in private)

With your lovin’ now (or whatever you call it)

I think I’m ready now (cuz I think I’m old enough, no I KNOW I am)

I think I’m ready now (for serious)

Intoxicate me now (with whatever you got in your back pocket or hidden in your shoe)

With your lovin’ now (whatever you call it, honey daddy man)

I think I’m ready now (in the ways it matters)