You're Doing Too Much Cocaine

Look at you over there

So coked out you’re licking your eyes like an iguana

Ready to explode like a cocaine pinata

You’re not evil, you just do a lot of coke and have a lot of sex

Wear all black and smoke a lot of cigarettes

You're doing too much cocaine

You’re spitting and you’re sputtering

You’re hovering and stuttering

Muttering and uttering

Your utterly repugnant things

I’m betting it’s getting confusing

You’re sweating profusely

Singing Sheryl Crow

While it’s noon on a Tuesday

Look at you over there

Persona non grata

Projecting little pieces

Of your childhood trauma

You’re not evil, you just do a lot of coke and have a lot of sex

Wear all black and have low self confidence

You're doing too much cocaine

You're doing too much cocaine

You keep sniffing and touching your nose

And sniffing and touching your nose

And sniffing and fixing your clothes

And sniffing and fixing your clothes

I’m betting it’s getting confusing

You’re sweating profusely

Singing Sheryl Crow

While it’s noon on a Tuesday

You lost a tiny bag of white stuff

Now the night sucks

Now my life sucks

You lost a tiny bag of white stuff

Now the night sucks

Now my life sucks

It’s past midnight

That brings the price up

Why don’t they like us?

Why don’t they like us?

It’s past midnight

That brings the price up

Man, I don’t even like us

You're doing too much cocaine

You're doing too much cocaine

You're doing too much cocaine

You're doing too much cocaine

You're doing too much cocaine

You're doing too much cocaine