Dillinger - Cocaine In My Brain Lyrics

Hey Jim, Jim, just a minute y'all
I want you spell for me something
I want you spell for me New York, man
Why do you want me to spell New York, man
I just want you to spell for me New York, can you do that, man?
Sure man, I can spell New York, well go ahead man
N-e-w Y-O-R-K, that's New York, man
No man, you've made a mistake man
I'm gonna teach you the right way and the proper way to spell New York, man
Well, go ahead, man
A knife, a fork, a vodka and a Cork
That's the way we spell New York, man
You see, no matter where I treat my guest
They always like my kitchen best

'Cause I've cocaine running around my brain
I've cocaine running around my brain
I want to dig me soul brothers and soul sisters
I want you to hold me tight 'cause I'm out of sight and I'm dynamite
I've got cocaine running around my brain

I've got cocaine running around my brain
Man oh man I've gotta be on the run
Because I've got to meet the setting sun
I've got a whole, a whole lot of cocaine just running around my brain
I've got cocaine

Hey Jim, Jim, just a minute y'all
I want you spell for me something, Jim
I want you spell for me New York, man
A knife, a fork, a vodka and a Cork
That's the way we spell New York, man
A knife, a fork, a vodka and a Cork
That's the way we spell New York, man
Right on, right on
Right on, right on

Whenever time I walk in the rain
Man, oh man, it make me feel a burning pain
Keep on burning in my bloody brain

I've got cocaine running around my brain
I've got cocaine running around my brain

No matter where I treat my guests
They always like my kitchen best
Because I've got a whole lot of cocaine
Just running around my brain cocaine

A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork,
That's the way we spell New York right on
A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork,
That's the way we spell New York right on
Right on
Right on
Right on

I've got cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine, cocaine
Cocaine, cocaine
Running around my brain


I want you to dig me soul brothers and soul sisters
I want you to hold tight 'cause I'm outta sight and I'm dynamite
I've got cocaine running around in my brain
I've got cocaine running around in my brain
I've got cocaine running around in my brain

Hey Jim
Jim
Just a minute
Just a minute
Just a minute
Just a minute, just a minute
Cocaine, Lord it's cocaine
Yeah it's cocaine, everyone cocaine
Ah everyone cocaine
It's cocaine, and it's cocaine
Running around my brain
Running around my brain

Cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, yeah

Man oh man I've gotta be on the run
Because I've got to meet that setting sun
And I've got a whole, a whole lot of cocaine just running around my brain
I've got cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine, cocaine