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