Cocaine Blues

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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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I said come here mama don't you 
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take me for no fool
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I wouldn't quit you woman while the
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 weather's cool
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Around your back door, honey, I 
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will make my creep
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Just as long as you earn your two
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 and half a week

[Verse 2]
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Now I got a gal she works in a rich
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 folks' yard
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She brings me meals, she brings me 
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lard
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She brings me meals, she brings 
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me lard
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She brings me everything that 
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she can steal

[Chorus 1]
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I call my Cora hey hey
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Along comes Sally with her nose 
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all tore, the doctor says she can't 
sniff no more
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I said run here doctor, ringin' the
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 bell there's women in the alley
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I'm simply wild about my good 
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cocaine.

[Verse 3]
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You know the furniture man come to
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 my door last Sunday morn'
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He asked me was my wife at home, I
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 said no she's been long gone.
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And then he backed his truck right 
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up to my door and he took everything
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And carted on back to the 
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furniture store I declare I did feel
 sad.
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What in the world has anybody got 
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to do with a furniture man?
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If you got no dough to put up a 
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show he'll take everything he can.
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He'll take everything from ugly 
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plant, a skillet to a frying pan,
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If there ever was a devil without 
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any horns, it must've been a 
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furniture man

[Chorus 2]
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I call my Cora hey yeah
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Along comes Sally with her nose 
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all tore, the doctor says she can't 
sniff no more
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He says cocaine's for horses, it's 
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not for men, he says it's gonna kill
 me but he don't say when
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I'm simply wild about my good 
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cocaine.