| Oh yeah!
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| You wanna find it!
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| Come on yeah!
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| I’m on a plane with cocaine
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| And yes, I’m all lit up again
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| Cough up love, and touch up
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| Your mama said packing lines is sin
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| And yes I’m all lit up again
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| On the couch, in my bed
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| And yes I’m all lit up again, flying
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| I love the cocaine, I love the cocaine
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| Mama can you wait, mama can you wait yeah
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| I’m on a train, and ride on
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| You know the train is staying off the track
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| I’m in touch love, from this crutch
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| Well you’re on ten, but hunny I’m on eleven
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| And yes I’m all lit up again
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| On the couch, in my bed
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| And yes I’m all lit up again, flying
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| I love the cocaine, I love the cocaine
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| Mama can you wait, mama can you wait yeah
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| Well crack the door for the curious girl cause she’s been waiting
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| She’s been waiting
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| Chop a line for the fiending man cause he wants one
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| You know, you know you got to
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| Can you feel it? |
| can you feel it, tonight?
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| Are you high love, tell me are you fucking high?
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| In the moment you are just so right
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| You’re right love, are you right love?
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| And yes I’m all lit up again
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| On the couch, in my bed
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| And yes I’m all lit up again, flying
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| I love the cocaine, I love the cocaine
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| Mama can you wait, mama can you wait yeah
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| Oh yeah
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| Don’t wanna fight that
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| Alright, yeah
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| Yeah! |