Lyrics Blow Jobs for Cocaine - Andy Bell

Blow Jobs for Cocaine

Does a stranger on the dancefloor heeds your unmatched needs
Of a last fulfilling escape route one’s your husband failed to please
Your justifying mantra moaned
That your marriage you’d have grown
You chasing the phantoms of ecstasy
You never truly owned
And you tell me I’m the one
Who’s got sex on the brain
But it’s you who in the lamplight
Still gives blowjobs for cocaine
Brutally brief encounters all
Had you sleep denied
In high sight your whole whoring life
You have idealized remember now with
Your recollections are giving me inventive
A chance that love has passed off somehow was attentive
When in truth you didn’t care much
With what she went with
You see I was there let me explain
You’re a psychopathic addict who gives blowjobs for cocaine
The rough and tumble bust butts and lip gloss
Chauffeured tusk and short dress once we tossed them off
got you serviced in car lots
Dirty favors given, cash taken men with pistols
Drug dealers with scars you dodge and you dive by
Drop for to get them high
Tell them well practiced jokes to make them laugh
Till they remember a soul that once again we could when skinned
Give blowjobs for cocaine
(tells me I’m the one who has sex on the brain)
Give blowjobs for cocaine