Cokane In My Brain

Hey Jim, Jim, just a minute, ya

I want you to ask you something

I want you to spell something for me, Jim, can you do that?

Sure, John

Well, I want you to spell for me "New York"

John, why you ask me to do that?

I just want you to spell "New York," Jim

Well, alright, I'm gonna go ahead, man

N-E-W Y-O-R-K, that's New York, 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

Yeah

You see, I'm a dynamite

So all you gotta do is hold me tight

Because I'm out of sight, you know?

'Cause I'm a dynamite

But every time I walk in the rain

Man, oh, man, I feel a pain

I 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

I want you dig me, soul brothers and soul sisters

Yeah, I've got cocaine running around my brain

No matter where I treat my guest

You see, they always like my kitchen best

'Cause I've cocaine running around my brain

Cocaine running around my brain

Yeah

Ayy, Jim

Jim

Where is Jim, man?

Jim, I wanted to tell you something

I want you to spell for me "New York," Jim

Come on, Jim, I want you to spell "New York"

A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork

That's the way we spell New York

Ride on, out of sight, man, ride on

Uh, ride on, yeah, ride on

Man, oh, man, I'm on the run

I've got to meet that setting sun

'Cause I've got cocaine, a whole lot, a whole lot of cocaine, man, running around my brain

Running around my brain

Cocaine, cocaine running around my brain

Yeah