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Cocaine On My Brain

Dillinger
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Hey Jim! Jim, just a minute, y'all I want you spell for me something, Jim I want you spell for me "New York", man Why do you often to spell "New York", man? I just want you spell for me "New York" Can you do that, man? Sure, man, I can spell "New York" Well, go ahead, man N-E-W Y-O-R-K, that's New York, man No, man, you made a mistake, man I'm gonna teach you the right way and The proper way to spell "New York", man Well, go ahead, man A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork That's the way we spell "New York", man You see, no matter where I treat my guest They always like my kitchen best 'Cause I've cocaine runnin' around my brain I've cocaine runnin' around my brain I want you to dig me, soul brothers and soul sisters I want you to hold me tight Because I'm out of sight and I'm-a dynamite I've got cocaine runnin' around my brain I've got cocaine runnin' around my brain Man-oh-man, I've got to be on the run Because I've got to meet the settin' sun I've got a whole, a whole lot of cocaine Just runnin' around my brain, I've got cocaine Hey Jim! Jim! Just a minute, y'all I want you spell for me something, Jim I want you spell for me "New York" A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork That's the way we spell "New York" Knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork That's the way we spell "New York" Right on (Huh!), right on, right on (Huh!), right on Whenever time I walk in the rain Man-oh-man, it make me feel a burning pain Keep on burning in my bloody brain I've got cocaine runnin' around my brain I've got cocaine runnin' around my brain No matter where I treat my guest They always like my kitchen best Because I've got a whole lot of cocaine Just runnin' around my brain A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork That's the way we spell "New York" A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork That's the way we spell "New York" Right on, right on, right on, right on I've got cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine Cocaine, cocaine runnin' around my brain I want you to dig me, soul brothers and soul sisters I want you to hold me tight Because I'm out of sight and I'm-a dynamite I've got cocaine runnin' around my brain I've got cocaine runnin' around my brain I've got cocaine runnin' around my brain Hey Jim! Jim! Just a minute, just a minute Just a minute, just a minute, just a minute Cocaine, Lord, it's cocaine, yeah, it's cocaine And I want cocaine, Lord, I want cocaine (Huh!) That's cocaine, and it's cocaine Runnin' around my brain, runnin' around my brain Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine (Yeah) Man-oh-man, I've got to be on the run Because I've got to meet the settin' sun And I've got a whole lot of cocaine Just runnin' around my brain I've got cocaine, cocaine, cocaine Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine