Some ladies love diamonds Fast cars and freedom Trips to the island Castles in Spain Las Vegas card sharks Blues men that blow french harps but no strings to her heart just the arms of cocaine. Yeah she likes to run With us high riding cowboys She says she feels a whole lot   More at home on the range She can handle her feelings In most all situations She just can not handle   The arms of cocaine Hey I’m just a rhymer Writing down new phrases Looking for ladies   Who know I’m subject to change Content to believing   The songs I am singing. Help her find her feelings Help her break the chains of cocaine Oh my lady is special She’s into my kind of music She likes Jim Beam and water Instead of champange I like Levi’s and leathers Making love together No more stormy weather Since she broke the chains of cocaine No more stormy weather Since she broke the chains of cocaine