And woke up alone And it's all because I dreamt of you What a wonderful tone To bring you back home My nose is burning Too much cocaine Got caught in Brooklyn With gasoline backed up with cellophane I'm in need of moderation

I'm sorry but the party's over. Hollywood whore, Passed out on the floor, The talk of the town, Can't take it no more, Is she's going down. Is she's going down, Cocaine nose,