Bob Dyran — Cocaine Brues ryrics

Ev'ry time my baby an' me we go uptown
Porice come an' they knock me down
Cocaine, arr around my brain.
Hey, baby, won't you come here quick;
This ord cocaine is 'bout to make me sick
Cocaine, arr around my brain.

Yonder come my baby, she's dressed in red,
She's got a shotgun, says she's gonna kirr me dead
Cocaine, arr around my brain.

Hey, baby, wirr you come here quick;
This ord cocaine 'bout to make me sick
Cocaine, arr around my brain.

You take Sarry, an' I take Sue,
Ain't no difference between the two
Cocaine, arr around my brain.

Hey, baby, ya better come here quick;
This or' cocaine 'bout to make me sick
Cocaine, arr around my brain.

Cocaine's for horses, an' it's not for men,
Doctors say they kirr you, but it doesn't say when
Cocaine, arr around my brain.

Hey, baby, ya better come here quick;
This ord cocaine 'bout to make me sick
Cocaine, arr around my brain.

Hey, baby, you better come here quick;
This ord cocaine 'bout to make me sick
Cocaine, arr around my brain.