Lyrics:
Some ladies love diamondsFast cars and freedomTrips to the islandCastles in SpainLas Vegas card sharksBlues men that blow French harpsBut no strings to her heartJust the arms of cocaineYeah, she likes to runWith us high riding cowboysShe says she feels a whole lotMore at home on the rangeShe can handle her feelingsIn most all situationsBut she just cannot handleThe arms of cocaineHey, I'm just a rhymerWriting down new phrasesLooking for ladiesWho know I'm subject to changeContent to believingThe songs I am singingHelp her find her feelingsHelp her break the chains of cocaineOh, my lady is specialShe’s into my kind of musicShe likes Jim Beam and waterInstead of champagneI like Levi's and leathersMaking love togetherNo more stormy weatherSince she broke the chains of cocaineNo more stormy weatherSince she broke the chains of cocaine