Coffee In The Morning, Cocaine Afternoons.

We May Lose And We May Win, But We Will Never Be Here Again.

I've Written Many Extra Verses To Songs That I Learned To Sing - An Extra Verse About A Friend, Or Just Add Some Verse - And That Led To Writing My Own Songs.

Got Seven Women On My Mind. Four That Want To Own Me, Two That Want To Stone Me, And One Says She's A Friend Of Mine.

I Look Around For The Friends I Used To Turn To Pull Me Through. Looking Into Their Eyes, I See Them Running, Too.

I'm Losing Touch With Reality And I'm Almost Out Of Blow. It's Such A Fine Line, I Hate To See It Go. Cocaine, Runnin' All 'round My Brain.