Paroles de Cocaine (we're all goign to hell)

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She draws the costume correct
In thick, black and red eyeliner
Yeah, she's too young for the club
But the guys at the door don't mind her

The boys are all lining up for their chance
To wine and dine her
She thinks she's working the scene
But she's caught up in a web full of spiders
And all the drinks they buy her

Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby
Just likes how it smells, says, maybe
You can drive me home if you want

Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby
Just likes how it smells, says, maybe
You can drive me home if you want
Hey, hey

Then you wake up beside her saying
"baby, i think you should leave"
She had a really rough night
She got too high and now she can't breathe

And if the ambulance comes
You know they're gonna bring the police
So you wrap her up tight, put her to sleep
Beneath a willow tree and your hands are clean

Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby
Just likes how it smells, says, maybe
You can drive me home if you want

Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby
Just likes how it smells, says, maybe
You can drive me home if you want

Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby
Just likes how it smells, says, maybe
You can drive me home if you want

Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby
Just likes how it smells, says, maybe
You can drive me home

So go out and have your fun tonight
You might as well go out and raise your glass to life
Go out and have your fun tonight
You might as well go out and raise your drinks to life
'cause we're all going to hell

And so now we can see how easily we become
Hopelessly tangled up in the very webs we've spun
So give me one last line and i promise you i'm done
This is the story of how one night can weigh a ton

Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby
Just likes how it smells, says, maybe
You can drive me home if you want

Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby
Just likes how it smells, says, maybe
You can drive me home if you want

Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby
Just likes how it smells, says, maybe
You can drive me home if you want

Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine
She don't like cocaine

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