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
Yes, she likes to run
With us high ridin' 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
Writin' down new phrases
Lookin' for ladies
Who know I'm subject to change
Content to believe in
The songs I am singin'
Help her find her feelings
Help her break the chains of cocaine
Oh, my lady's special
She's into my kind of music
She likes Jim Beam and water
Instead of champagne
I like Levi's and leather
Makin' love together
No more stormy weather
Since she broke the chains of cocaine
No more stormy weather
Since she broke the chains of cocaine
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