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Lyrics:
Fine baby (fine) Rich baby, interesting
Bass! (Ooh, white, white) (Ooh, white lines) vision dreams of passion (Blowin' through my mind) and all the while I think of you (High fry) a very strange reaction (For us to unwind) the more I see, the more I do (Something like a phenomenon) baby (Telling your body to come along, but white lines blow away) Blow Rock it Blow Ticket to ride, white line highway Tell all your friends, they can go my way Pay your toll, sell your soul Pound for pound costs more than gold The longer you stay, the more you pay My white lines go a long way Either up your nose or through your vein With nothin' to gain except killing your brain Freeze, rock Freeze, rock (blow!) (Ah) higher, baby (Ah) get higher, baby (Ah) get higher, baby And don't ever come down! (freebase!)
Rang-dang, diggedy, dang-di-dang Rang-dang, diggedy, dang-di-dang Rang-dang, diggedy, dang-di-dang Diggedy, dang-di-dang, diggedy, dang-di-dang (Pipeline) pure as the driven snow (Connected to my mind) and now I'm having fun, baby (High fry) it's getting kinda low ('Cause it makes you feel so nice) I need some one-on-one, baby (Don't let it blow your mind away) baby (And go into your little hideaway 'cause white lines blow away) Blow Rock it Blow A million magic crystals, painted pure and white A multi-million dollars almost overnight Twice as sweet as sugar, twice as bitter as salt And if you get hooked, baby, it's nobody else's fault, so don't do it Freeze, rock Freeze, rock (ah, blow) (Ah) higher, baby (Ah) get higher, baby (Ah) get higher, baby (Ah) and don't ever come down (freebase)
(Don't you get too high) don't you get too high, baby (Turns you on) you really turn me on and on (When you gonna come down) my temperature is rising (When the thrill is gone) no, I don't want you to go A street kid gets arrested, gonna do some time He got out three years from now just to commit more crime A businessman is caught with 24 kilos He's out on bail and out of jail, and that's the way it goes Kane! Sugar! Kane! Sugar! Kane! Athletes rejected, governors corrected Gangsters, thugs and smugglers are thoroughly respected The money gets divided, the women get excited Now I'm broke and it's no joke It's hard as hell to fight it, don't buy it! Freeze, rock Freeze, rock (blow) (Ah) get higher, baby (Ah) get higher, girl (Ah) get higher, baby (Ah) c'mon D-d-d-d-d-don't, don't (do it) Baby D-d-d-d-d-don't, don't, don't D-d-d-d-d-don't, don't (do it, do it, do it) Baby
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