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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Strata
Strata
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hrag Chanchanian
Hrag Chanchanian
Songwriter
Eric Victorino
Eric Victorino
Songwriter
Adrian Robison
Adrian Robison
Songwriter
Ryan Hernandez
Ryan Hernandez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Eric Victorino
Eric Victorino
Producer
Hrag Chanchanian
Hrag Chanchanian
Producer
Adrian Robison
Adrian Robison
Producer
Sam Williams
Sam Williams
Producer
Gregg Wattenberg
Gregg Wattenberg
Producer
Ryan Hernandez
Ryan Hernandez
Producer

Lyrics

She draws the costume correct In thick, black and red eyeliner Yeah, she's too young for the club But the guys at the door don't mind her The boys are all lining up for their chance To wine and dine her She thinks she's working the scene But she's caught up in a web full of spiders And all the drinks they buy her Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby Just likes how it smells, says,? Maybe You can drive me home if you want? Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby Just likes how it smells, says,? Maybe You can drive me home if you want? Hey, hey Then you wake up beside her saying "Baby, I think you should leave" She had a really rough night She got too high and now she can't breathe And if the ambulance comes You know they're gonna bring the police So you wrap her up tight, put her to sleep Beneath a willow tree and your hands are clean Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby Just likes how it smells, says,? Maybe You can drive me home if you want? Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby Just likes how it smells, says,? Maybe You can drive me home if you want? Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby Just likes how it smells, says,? Maybe You can drive me home if you want? Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby Just likes how it smells, says,? Maybe You can drive me home? So go out and have your fun tonight You might as well go out and raise your glass to life Go out and have your fun tonight You might as well go out and raise your drinks to life 'Cause we're all going to hell And so now we can see how easily we become Hopelessly tangled up in the very webs we've spun So give me one last line and I promise you I'm done This is the story of how one night can weigh a ton Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby Just likes how it smells, says,? Maybe You can drive me home if you want? Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby Just likes how it smells, says,? Maybe You can drive me home if you want? Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine, baby Just likes how it smells, says,? Maybe You can drive me home if you want? Hey, hey, she don't like cocaine She don't like cocaine
Writer(s): Eric Victorino, Ryan Hernandez, Hrag Chanchanian, Adrian Robison Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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