Back On The Road Again

Spend my life making out in a limousine

Checking out all the bars and the mezzanines

Won't someone throw me a line

Let me out let me make it this time

Cocaine, back on the road again.

Strung out in Boston, blown out of Maine

Another city but they all just look the same

Hand me down my backstage pass

Another gig and it's another blast

Cocaine, oh yeah.

Cocaine, back on the road again

Cocaine, back on the road again.

Another flight delayed, it's a drag, got the jetlag blues

Checking sound, sleeping round, union house, face in the news

Pack my bags and I'm on my way

I'm working out on a twelve bar day

Cocaine, oh yeah, back on the road again.

Cocaine, back on the road again

Cocaine, back on the road again.

Well, I've been out on the road and it seems like years

And it looks as if it ain't gonna end

LA on a Sunday, New York on a Monday

And I think I've got a touch of the bends

Won't someone throw me a line

Let me out, let me make it this time

Cocaine, aaah ...

Cocaine, back on the road again

Cocaine, back on the road again, aah ...

Cocaine, back on the road again

Back on the road again

Back on the road again.