Cokane in My Brain - Die Toten Hosen
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Cokane in My Brain Lyrics
Hey Jim
JimI want you to spell for me somethingI want you to spell New YorkN-E-W Y-O-R-K
that's New Yorkno man, I'm sorry
you've made a mistake
I'm gonna teach you the right way
and the proper way to spell New York.
Here it comesA knife
a fork
a bottle and a cork
that's the way we spell New Yorkyeahcause I've got cokane running around my brain
cokane running around my brain
yeah I got cokane
a whole lot of cokaneWhenever I walk in the rain.
I can feel a burnin' pain
keep's a burning flame
burning in my bloody brain.You know I'm always on the run
'cause on day I wanna meet the 7th sonyeahI've got cokane running around my brain
cokane running around my brain
cokane
a whole lot of cokaneNo matter how I treat my guests
they always like my kitchen best
like a burning flame
in my bloody brain
I got a burning flame
in my brainoaaaarr
ride on
yeah
ride on
yeah
yeah
ride on
ride on
yeah
yeah
ride on
ride on
yeah
yeah
ride on
ride on
yeah
yeah
ride onI got cokane running around my brain
yeah I got cokane running around my brain
a whole lot of cokane running around my brain
yeah I got cokane running around my brain
running around my brain
running around my brain
running around my brainscrewing up my brain
mixing up my brain
fucking up my braincokaneRunning around my brain
Running around my brain
Running around my brain
Running around my
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