In the Arms of Cocaine

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

But she just cannot 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 champagne

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