browne, jackson
cocaine
you take sally and i'll take sue their ain't no difference between the two cocaine running all 'round my brain headin' down scott turnin' up main looking for that girl that sells cocaine cocaine runnin' all 'round my brain late last night about a quarter past four ladanyi come knockin' down my hotel room door where's the cocaine. it's runnin' all 'round my brain i was talking to my doctor down at the hospital he said "son it says here you're twenty-seven but that's impossible cocaine. you look like you could be forty-five" now i'm losing touch with reality and i'm almost out of blow it's such a fine line. i hate to see it go cocaine runnin' all 'round my brain