℗ 1984
© 1984 CD Mercury 818633 |
(J. J. Cale)
If you wanna hang out you've got to take her out, cocaine. If you wanna get down, down on the ground, cocaine. She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie, cocaine. If you got bad news, you wanna kick them blues, cocaine. When your day is done and you wanna run, cocaine. She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie, cocaine. If your thing is gone and you wanna ride on, cocaine. Don't forget this fact, you can't get it back, cocaine. She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie, cocaine. She don't lie, she don't lie, she don't lie, cocaine.
(J. J. Cale)
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down. After midnight, we're gonna chug-a-lug and shout. We're gonna stimulate some action; We're gonna get some satisfaction. We're gonna find out what it is all about. After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down. After midnight, we're gonna shake your tambourine. After midnight, it's all gonna be peaches and cream. We're gonna cause talk and suspicion; We're gonna give an exhibition. We're gonna find out what it is all about. After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down. After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down. After midnight, we're gonna shake your tambourine. After midnight, it's all gonna be peaches and cream. We're gonna cause talk and suspicion; We're gonna give an exhibition. We're gonna find out what it is all about. After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down. After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down. After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down. After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down. After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang down.