Hey Jim, Jim,

I want you to spell for me something
I want you to spell New York
N-E-W Y-O-R-K, that's New York
No man, I'm sorry you've made a mistake
I'm gonna teach you the right way
And the proper way to spell New York
Here it comes

A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork
That's the way we spell New York, Yea
'Cause I've got cocaine running around my brain
Cocaine running around my brain
Yea, I got Cocaine
A whole lotta Cocaine

Whenever I walk in the rain
I can feel a burning pain
Keeps on burning like a flame
Im gonna put it in my bloody brain

You know I'm always on the run
'Cause one day, i wanna meet the seventh son

I've got cocaine running around my brain
Cocaine running around my brain
Cocaine
Whole lotta Cocaine

No matter how I treat my guests
They always like my kitchen best
Like burning flame
In my bloody brain
I got a burning flame in my brain

Right on, yeah
Right on
Yeah
Right on
Yeah
Right on
Yeah
Right on
Yeah
Right on

I've got cocaine running around my brain
Yea, I got cocaine running around my brain
Whole lotta cocaine running around my brain
Yea, I got cocaine running around my brain
Running around my brain
Running around my brain
Running around my brain

Screwing on my brain
Lashing on my brain
Sucking on my Brain

Cocaine, running around my brain

Running around my brain
Running around my brain
Running around my