Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Come on, ladies.
Let's shake a leg.
Pretty ladies and girls
In the King Street Cafe
Dressed in a breath of nothing
And some perfume haze
I'd like to thank God
For any square he made me mail
Well, the king is dead
His crown is for sale
Downtown
Neon lights and uptown squash
Let's make the king
I got a cup full of coke
I ain't a nut of my hands
I got a cup full of coke
I ain't a nut of my hands
That's why I cannot cry and I cannot be sad
A cup full of coca in and out of my head
That's why I cannot cry and I cannot be sad
I got a cup full of coca in and out of my head
That's why I cannot cry and I cannot be sad
A cup full of coca in and out of my head
That's why I cannot cry and I cannot be sad
A cup