Cocaine (We're All Going To Hell) - Strata
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Cocaine (We're All Going To Hell) Lyrics
She draws the costume correct
In thick, black and red eyeliner
Yeah, she's too young for the club
But the guys at the door don't mind herThe boys are all lining up for their chance
To wine and dine her
She thinks she's working the scene
But she's caught up in a web full of spiders
And all the drinks they buy herHey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby
Just likes how it smells, says, Maybe
You can drive me home if you wantHey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby
Just likes how it smells, says, Maybe
You can drive me home if you want
Hey, heyThen you wake up beside her saying
"Baby, I think you should leave"
She had a really rough night
She got too high and now she can't breatheAnd if the ambulance comes
You know they're gonna bring the police
So you wrap her up tight, put her to sleep
Beneath a willow tree and your hands are cleanHey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby
Just likes how it smells, says, Maybe
You can drive me home if you wantHey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby
Just likes how it smells, says, Maybe
You can drive me home if you wantHey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby
Just likes how it smells, says, Maybe
You can drive me home if you wantHey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby
Just likes how it smells, says, Maybe
You can drive me homeSo go out and have your fun tonight
You might as well go out and raise your glass to life
Go out and have your fun tonight
You might as well go out and raise your drinks to life
'Cause we're all going to hellAnd so now we can see how easily we become
Hopelessly tangled up in the very webs we've spun
So give me one last line and I promise you I'm done
This is the story of how one night can weigh a tonHey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby
Just likes how it smells, says, Maybe
You can drive me home if you wantHey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby
Just likes how it smells, says, Maybe
You can drive me home if you wantHey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby
Just likes how it smells, says, Maybe
You can drive me home if you wantHey, hey, she don't like cocaine
She don't like cocaine