Cocaine and Rhinestones (Instrumental Version) - JOEY JEFFREY

Well she's the match that I hold in my fingers And I'm lettin' it burn to the nail And I know it's a pain that'll linger It's a woman like that sends a good man to jail And now the cocaine and gin's got me spinnin' Left in the old lost n found If sorrow's a game then I'm winnin' Won't you please, set my feet on the ground So I sat and I thought for a long time Prayin' on what I might do God you never did give me the answer And I can't stand the thought of another with you And now the cocaine and gin's got me spinnin' Left in the old lost n found If sorrow's a game then I'm winnin' Won't you please, set my feet on the ground Thank you for everything momma For tryin' to raise me up well And I'm sorry I did what I had to do It's a woman like that sends a good man to hell And now the cocaine and gin's got me spinnin' Left in the old lost n found If sorrow's a game then I'm winnin' Won't you please, set my feet on the ground

Cold coffee and cocaine Baby, uh This the last time, baby I eat over yo' place Last time, baby I eat over yo' place, yes All I get, uh, is this cup of cold coffee and cocaine And your ugly face, look out You can't fuck with that Gettin' sexy in here, uh Kinda cheesy Breezy Uh Cold coffee and cocaine, how! Oh lord Let me see Let me see now This the last time, baby I spend that night, you know what night I'm talking about Kinda cheesy Said that's the last night, baby, I spend at your house Oh lord Let's see, what rhymes with house? Yeah, you know what Oh yes I'm sick of that black mouse You which one I'm talking about I never wanted no woman who had a ready maid, uh I never wanted a woman, no, that had a ready maid You know what I'm talking about What? What? How? Oh Lord Why didn't you tell me, baby, you had a little black mouse Good God You can't fuck with that Oh kinda cheesy What happened, baby? What happened? Did the Papa Mouse leave you? Is that my fault baby? Is that my fault? Is it? Huh? Is... oh, baby Oh baby Kinda cheesy No Breezy, no, oh shit, Good God Cheesy Oh little black mouse, how I don't want no cold coffee and cocaine I don't want no, yeah, cold coffee and cocaine, cheesy You can't, oh lord Cold coffee And cocaine

I left new Orleans in a rain storm Heading west I had a song hidden in the sole of my shoes and she took the rest My eyes, my money, and my peace of mind She took all the best But i gave away so much i dont know whats mine I must confess And wave goodbye to the piano man on the corner And smoke my last one down with amy from the north And sleep on the beach among the cigarettes and glass Making my way to Galveston Making my way to Galveston A wandering heart just holds you down And im tired of town after town The face of a girl i once loved keeps me up On my way to Galveston, Galveston On my way to Galveston And wave goodbye to the piano man on the corner And smoke my last one down with Amy from the north And sleep on the beach among the cigarettes and glass Making my way to Galveston, Making my way to Galveston, Making my way to Galveston Mmmmmm... mmmmmm

Run my toes through your rug I wish I was a bug So I could fucking run Out west they don't stress 'Bout talking this or that I need some of that I think you think it's cute to treat me like shit Then you try to call me, ask me how everything's been Why don't you just call your mom and tell her everything you did? I bet she'd agree you're still a little kid We fight and flee That suck like leech He let her win Like spelling bee You hate me then You take it back Like Charlotte's Web It makes no sense It's math like dividuh-dividuh Adding it up Dividuh-dividuh Subtraction (I don't know) In class like gibberish gibberish Bla bla bla You want me to talk But the crickets won't stop (I'm 'bout to) Mute you like (This meeting is being recorded) Run my hands through your hair I wish I was a bear So I could fucking hug you You talk too much And I kinda wanna fuck Up the friendship again I think you think it's cute to play innocent But you stab me in the back like we Shakespearean Literally write literature about me and our shit Subconsciously, Romeo and Juliet We fight and flee That suck like leech He let her win Like spelling bee F-U-C-K you You take it back Like Charlotte's Web It makes no sense It's math like dividuh-dividuh Adding it up Dividuh-dividuh Subtraction (I don't know) In class like gibberish gibberish Bla bla bla You want me to talk But the crickets won't stop (I'm 'bout to) Mute you like I'm dropping out Things is going south I can't hear you now I power down All my windows But I'm still looking out In the east, you were north I would walk back and forth Four walls and your big mouth but Out west they don't stress 'bout talking this and that It's math like dividuh-dividuh Adding it up Dividuh-dividuh Subtraction (I don't know) In class like gibberish gibberish Bla bla bla You want me to talk But the crickets won't stop (I'm 'bout to) Mute you like Running out of nothings for you to get upset about I'm flying out the country 'cause I can't feel my head around you I can't feel my head around you I can't feel my head around I can't feel my head around you Around you, around you (The recording has stopped)