In the Arms of Cocaine

Some ladies love diamonds, fast cars and freedom

Trips to the island, castles in Spain

Las Vegas card sharks, blues men that blow French harps

But no strings to her heart. just the arms of cocaine

Yes, she likes to run with us high ridin' cowboys

She says she feels a whole lot more at home on the range

She can handle her feelings in most all situations

But she just cannot handle the arms of cocaine

Hey, I'm just a rhymer writin' down new phrases

Lookin' for ladies who know I'm subject to change

Content to believe in the songs I am singin'

Help her find her feelings, help her break the chains of cocaine

Oh, my lady's special, she's into my kind of music

She likes Jim Beam and water instead of champagne

I like Levi's and leather, makin' love together

No more stormy weather since she broke the chains of cocaine

No more stormy weather since she broke the chains of cocaine