Dillinger Cokane in My Brain Lyrics

Hey Jim, Jim, just a minute y'all,
I want to ask you something,
I want you to spell something for me Jim,
Can you do that?
Sure John.
But I want you to spell for me New York.
John, why do you ask me to do that?
I just want you to spell New York Jim.
Well alright I'm gonna go ahead man.
N-E-W Y-O-R-K, that's New York man,
No Jim, you've made a mistake Jim
I'm gonna teach you the right way
And the proper way to spell New York.
Well go ahead John.
A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork
That's the way we spell New York, Jim, yea.

You see I'm a dynamite.
So all you got to do is hold me tight,
Because I'm out a sight you know.
Because I'm dynamite.

But everytime I walk in the rain.
Man, o man, I feel a pain
I feel a burning pain, keep on burning
In my b_____ brain.
I've got cocaine running around my brain,
I've got cocaine running around my brain.

I want to dig me soul brothers and sisters
I want you to hold me tight cause
I'm a dynamite
I got cocaine running around my brain.

No matter where I treat my guests
You see, they always like my kitchen best
'Cause I've cocaine running around my brain
Cocaine running around my brain yea.

Hey Jim, Jim, where is Jim man?
Jim I want to tell you somethin'
I want you to spell for me New York
Come on Jim, how you spell New York?

A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork,
That's the way we spell New York
right on
Out of sight man
Right on
O
Right on.
Yeah right on.

You see I'm a dynamite.
So all you got to do is hold me tight,
Because I'm out a sight you know.
Because I'm dynamite.

I want to dig me soul brothers and sisters
I want you to hold me tight cause
I'm a dynamite
I got cocaine running around my brain.

No matter where I treat my guests
You see, they always like my kitchen best
'Cause I've cocaine running around my brain
Cocaine running around my brain yea.

Hey Jim, Jim, where is Jim man?
I want to tell you somethin'
I want you to spell for me New York Jim
Come on Jim, how you spell New York?

A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork,
That's the way we spell New York
right on
Out of sight man
Right on
O
Right on.
Yeah right on.

Man oh man I run around
I've got to read the setting sun
'Cause I've got cocaine
A whole lot, a whole lot of cocaine man.
Running around my brain, running around my brain
Cocaine, cocaine, running around my brain yeah