Some ladies love diamonds Fast cars and freedom Trips to the island Castles in Spain Las Vegas card sharks Blues men that blow french harps But no strings to her heart Just the arms of cocaine.
Yeah she likes to run With us high riding cowboys She says she feels a whole lot More at home on the range She can handle her feelings In most all situations She just can not handle The arms of cocaine
Hey I'm just a rhymer Writing down new phrases Looking for ladies Who know I'm subject to change Content to believing The songs I am singing. Help her find her feelings Help her break the chains of cocaine
Oh my lady is special She's into my kind of music She likes Jim Beam and water Instead of champange I like Levi's and leathers Making love together No more stormy weather Since she broke the chains of cocaine
No more stormy weather Since she broke the chains of cocaine