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You take Sally, and I'll take Sue There ain't no difference between the two Coke's for whores, it ain't for men They say it kills, but they don't know when Cocaine runnin' 'round in my- Cocaine runnin' 'round in my- Cocaine runnin' 'round in my brain Woke up this morning, had a hunger pain And all I want for breakfast is my good cocaine Oh, mama, come here quick That old cocaine about to make me sick Cocaine runnin' 'round in my- Cocaine runnin' 'round in my- Cocaine runnin' 'round in my brain Cocaine runnin' 'round in my- Cocaine runnin' 'round in my- Cocaine runnin' 'round in my brain I'm spending all my cash on cheap cocaine And I've been wasted almost every day And I don't know what to do It kinda sucks being 22 And now I'm back to pissing in my car I'm back to doing lines in bathroom bars And I don't know what to do It kinda sucks being 22 We were high as fuck on your back porch And you didn't care anymore But are you really gonna kick me out in this rain? And I knew you would I would've paid the rent if I could And I know you do mean everything when you're all fucked on booze I'm spending all my cash on cheap cocaine And I've been wasted every day And I don't know what to do It kinda sucks being 22 We were high as fuck on your back porch And you didn't care anymore But are you really gonna kick me out in this rain? And I knew you would I would've paid the rent if I could And I know you do mean ever fuckin' word when you're fucked on lose And I knew you would I would've paid the rent if I could And I know you do mean everything when you're all fucked on booze
Writer(s): Zachary Carper, Maxwell Atom Kuehn, Brandon Quinn Schwartzel, Elvis Kuehn, Gary (usa 1) Davis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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