Coc*ine-Dillinger

Coc*ine - Dillinger Dillinger Miscellaneous Coc*ine In My Brain Hey Jim, Jim, just a minute y'all, I want to ask you something, I want you to spell something for me Jim, Can you do that? Sure John. But I want you to spell for me New York. John, why do you ask me to do that? I just want you to spell New York Jim. Well alright I'm gonna go ahead man. New York, that's N-E-W Y-O-R-K man, No Jim, you've made a mistake Jim I'm gonna teach you the right way And the proper way to spell New York. Well go ahead John. A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork That's the way we spell New York, Jim. You see I'm a dynamite. So all you got to do is hold me tight, Because I'm out a sight you know. Because I'm dynamite. But everytime I walk in the rain. Man, o man, I feel a pain I feel a burning pain, keep on burning In my bloody brain. I've got cokane running around my brain, I've got cokane running around my brain. I want to dig me soul brothers and sisters I want you to hold me tight cause I'm a dynamite I got cokane running around my brain. No matter where I treat my guests You see, they always like my kitchen best 'Cause I've cokane running around my brain Cokane running around my brain yea. Hey Jim, Jim, where is Jim man? I want to tell you somethin' I want you to spell for me New York Come an Jim, how you spell New York? A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork, That's the way we spell New York right on Out of sight man right on O right on. Yeah right on. Man oh man I run around I've got to read the setting sun 'Cause I've got cokane A whole lot, a whole lot of cokane man. Running around my brain, running around my brain Cokane, cokane, running around my brain yeah.