Cocaine

No digo más

well,yonder comes my baby all dressed in white
see baby gonna stay all night
cocaine all around my brain

yonder comes my baby all dressed in blue
see baby what you gonna do
cocain all around my brain

hey baby come here quick
this old cocaine is making me sick
cocain all around my brain

cocaine's for horses, its not for men
they say it'll kill you but they don't say when
cocain all around my brain

ohh baby would'nt you get here quick
this old cocaine is making me sick
cocain all around my brain

it's all around my brain

Mi madre, al Ron Wood le pones un gorro gastado de lana y unos guantes recortados, un cartón de vino en una mano y un porro en la otra y no distaría demasiado de cualquier inquilino de un banco de la plaza de Lavapiés.