Lit Up

Oh yeah

You wanna find it

C'mon, yeah

I'm on a plane with cocaine

And, yes, I'm all lit up again

Cough up, love, and touch up

Your mama said, "Packing lines is sin"

And yes, I'm all lit up again

On the couch, in my bed

And yes, I'm all lit up again, flyin'

I love the cocaine, I love the cocaine

Mama, can you wait?

Mama, can you wait? Yeah

I'm on a train and ride on

You know the train is staying off the track

I'm in touch, love, from this crutch

Well, you're in ten, but buddy, I'm on eleven

And yes, I'm all lit up again

On the couch, in my bed

And yes, I'm all lit up again, flyin'

I love the cocaine, I love the cocaine

Mama, can you wait?

Mama, can you wait?

I love the cocaine, I love the cocaine

Mama, can you wait?

Oh, can you wait, love?

Well, crack the door for the curious girl

'Cause she's waiting, she's been waiting

Chop a line for the fiending man

'Cause he wants one

You know, you know you got to

Can you feel it, can you feel it tonight?

Are you high alone?

Tell me, are you fucking high?

In the moment, you are just so right

You're right, love

Are you right, love?

And yes, I'm all lit up again

On the couch, in my bed

And yes, I'm all lit up again, flyin'

I love the cocaine, I love the cocaine

Mama, can you wait?

Mama, can you wait?

I love the cocaine, I love the cocaine

Mama, can you wait?

Oh, can you wait, love?

Oh, yeah

Don't wanna fight that

Alright, yeah

Uh

Yeah