Cocaine from Suitcase (Demo) by The Appalachian Son

Oh yeah, I’m loaded up and rolling ‘cross the plains
Trying to forget I love Ol’ what’s her name
Oh yeah, I’m loaded up and rolling ‘cross the plains
High on Cocaine

Oh yeah, I’m keyed-up and dancing on the roof
Doing lines off a cello between a model and the view
Oh yeah, I’m keyed up and I don’t feel no pain
High on Cocaine

It’s true that I’ve been on the road getting strange
Trying to forget about ol what’s her name
Come one girls pop another bottle of champagne
Then let’s get high on cocaine

Oh yeah, we’re slippin into the bathroom
Black hair, evil stare, I’ll take a whiff with you
We’ll dance all night conjure monsoon rains
High on Cocaine

When we walk through the door
We’ll own the room
Black hair, evil stare, another whiff with you, but girl
I’m trying really hard to remember your name
High on Cocaine

Oh yeah, I’m loaded up been rolling ‘cross the plains
Trying to forget I love Ol’ what’s her name
We’ll dance all night conjure monsoon rain
High on Cocaine

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