Cocaine (we're All Going To Hell) Lyrics - Strata Presents The End Of The World - Strata

She draws the costume correct 

In thick, black and red eyeliner 

Yeah, she's too young for the club 

But the guys at the door don't mind her 

The boys are all lining up for their chance 

To wine and dine her 

She thinks she's working the scene 

But she's caught up in a web full of spiders 

And all the drinks they buy her 

Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby 

Just likes how it smells, says, Maybe 

You can drive me home if you want 

Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby 

Just likes how it smells, says, Maybe 

You can drive me home if you want 

Hey, hey 

Then you wake up beside her saying 

"Baby, I think you should leave" 

She had a really rough night 

She got too high and now she can't breathe 

And if the ambulance comes 

You know they're gonna bring the police 

So you wrap her up tight, put her to sleep 

Beneath a willow tree and your hands are clean 

Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby 

Just likes how it smells, says, Maybe 

You can drive me home if you want 

Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby 

Just likes how it smells, says, Maybe 

You can drive me home if you want 

Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby 

Just likes how it smells, says, Maybe 

You can drive me home if you want 

Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby 

Just likes how it smells, says, Maybe 

You can drive me home 

So go out and have your fun tonight 

You might as well go out and raise your glass to life 

Go out and have your fun tonight 

You might as well go out and raise your drinks to life 

'Cause we're all going to hell 

And so now we can see how easily we become 

Hopelessly tangled up in the very webs we've spun 

So give me one last line and I promise you I'm done 

This is the story of how one night can weigh a ton 

Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby 

Just likes how it smells, says, Maybe 

You can drive me home if you want 

Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby 

Just likes how it smells, says, Maybe 

You can drive me home if you want 

Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby 

Just likes how it smells, says, Maybe 

You can drive me home if you want 

Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine 

She don't like cocaine