.Morning found me lyin' on a floor in New Orleans,
Looking like the patches was about to eat my jeans.
Feeling like my belly was a warehouse for the blues
And I sure miss my sweet Cocaine Carolina.
Met her on an oceanliner, called her Cocaine Carolina
She was quite a lad.
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