| I woke up feeling sprightly
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| Then I got out of bed, thought mama: «you done me proud»
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| Looked over the kitchen sink
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| Thought wow, that’s my house
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| I paid the mortgage, it’s mine
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| Got up, cup of coffee, went down nice tonight
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| Made me feel a bit moodkey
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| Then I sit up straight and proud, I knew I was a man
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| Thought mama: «he done me proud»
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| Here comes the cocaine man
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| Here comes a man
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| We wear friendly smiles
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| All night
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| Get blooded on lucifer’s grave
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| Pray it never stop
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| Here comes the cocaine man
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| Here comes a man
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| So a car pulls up, and that guy downstairs
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| I’m wearing my best trousers
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| I’m feeling happy
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| Sunlight was shining down
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| I’m wearing toxsome blue shoes, with a crisp lime jazzerline
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| Beautiful here, the day’s beautiful too
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| Here comes the cocaine man
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| Here comes a man
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| We wear friendly smiles
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| All night
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| Get blooded on lucifer’s grave
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| Pray it never stop
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| Here comes the cocaine man
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| Here comes a man
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| Crash bang and I made it out she’s actually beautiful
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| She stands alone, not caring who’s looking
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| Her name’s Rebecca Trollop and I fall right into her trap
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| Bang, it’s disgusting
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| Here comes the cocaine man
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| Here comes a man
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| We wear friendly smiles
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| All night
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| Get blooded on lucifer’s grave
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| Pray it never stop
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| Here comes the cocaine man
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| Here comes a man |