Cocaine (We’re All Going To Hell) - Strata

*******
We're All Going to Hell
Strata
She draws the costume correct in thick black and red eyeliner
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
She don't like ******* baby just likes how it smells says
Maybe you can drive me home if you want
She don't like ******* baby just likes how it smells says
Maybe you can drive me home if you want
Then you wake up beside her saying baby I think you should leave
She had a really rough night she got too high 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
She don't like ******* baby just likes how it smells says
Maybe you can drive me home if you want
She don't like ******* baby just likes how it smells says
Maybe you can drive me home if you want
She don't like ******* baby just likes how it smells says
Maybe you can drive me home if you want
She don't like ******* 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 upin 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
She don't like ******* baby just likes how it smells says
Maybe you can drive me home if you want
She don't like ******* baby just likes how it smells says
Maybe you can drive me home if you want
She don't like ******* baby just likes how it smells says
Maybe you can drive me home if you want
She don't like *******
She don't like *******
Ohh ohh ohh ohh