Lyrics:

I intend asking you some questions concerning your possession of a dangerous drug
Do you understand that? (Yes)
Look at the evidence
What is your occupation? (I'm a musician)
Hey, Jim
Hey, Jim

A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork
That's the way you spell New York
A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork
That's the way you spell New York
Right on, right on
Right on, right on
No matter what I feed my guests
You know, they always like my kitchen the best
I gotta whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta
Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta
Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta
Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta
Cocaine runnin' around in my brain
Cocaine runnin' around in my brain
Got cocaine runnin' around in my brain
I got cocaine runnin' around in my, huh, huh, huh, huh

A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork
That's the way you spell New York
A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork
That's the way you spell New York
Right on, right on
Right on, right on
Man-o-man-o-man, I gotta be on the run
'Cause I gotta meet that setting sun
Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta
Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole
Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta
Whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta, whole lotta
Cocaine runnin' around in my brain
I got cocaine runnin' around in my brain
I got cocaine runnin' around in my brain
I got cocaine runnin' around in my

A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork
That's the way you spell New York
A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork
That's the way you spell New York
A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork
That's the way you spell New York
A knife, a fork, a bottle and a cork
That's the way you spell New York
Right on, right on
Right on, right on
Right on, right on
Right on, right on
I got cocaine runnin' around in my brain
I got cocaine runnin' around in my brain
I got cocaine runnin' around in my brain
I got cocaine runnin' around in my, huh, huh, huh, huh