Cocaine In My Brain Lyrics

Hey Jim, Jim, just a minute y'all, I want to

ask you something, I want you to spell

something for me Jim, Can you do that?

Sure John. But I want you to spell for me

New York. John, why do you ask me to do

that? I just want you to spell New York Jim.

Well alright I'm gonna go ahead man.

New York, that's N-E-W Y-O-R-K man,

No Jim, you've made a mistake Jim I'm

gonna teach you the right way And the

proper way to spell New York. Well go

ahead John. A knife, a fork, a bottle and a

cork That's the way we spell New York,

Jim. You see I'm a dynamite.

So all you got to do is hold me tight,

Because I'm out a sight you know.

Because I'm dynamite.

But everytime I walk in the rain. Man, o

man, I feel a pain I feel a burning pain,

keep on burning In my bloody brain.
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I've got cokane running around my brain, I've got

cokane running around my brain. I want to dig me

soul brothers and sisters I want you to hold me

tight cause I'm a dynamite I got cokane running

around my brain.

No matter where I treat my guests You see,

they always like my kitchen best 'Cause I've

cokane running around my brain Cokane

running around my brain yea. Hey Jim, Jim,

where is Jim man? I want to tell you somethin' I

want you to spell for me New York Come an

Jim, how you spell New York?

A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork, That's

the way we spell New York right on Out of

sight man right on O right on. Yeah right on.

Man oh man I run around I've got to read the setting

sun 'Cause I've got cokane A whole lot, a whole lot of

cokane man. Running around my brain, running

around my brain Cokane, cokane, running around my

brain yeah