You take Sally and I’ll take Sue
Their ain’t no difference between the two
Cocaine, running all ‘round my brain
Headin’ down Scott, turnin’ up main
Looking for that girl that sells cocaine
Cocaine, runnin’ all ‘round my brain
Mama come here quick
That old cocaine ‘bout to make me sick
Cocaine, running all ‘round my brain
Now I’m losing touch with reality and I’m almost out of blow
It’s such a fine line, I hate to see it go
Cocaine, runnin’ all ‘round my brain
I can’t imagine playing competitive golf w/ a coke habit. I knew/know guys on tour that used to fire up during college tournaments, but that can arguably be helpful - slowing you down, using imagination, etc.
Wired on coke and competitive golf? That would be like the worst part of hell to me. I’d kill spectators off every tee and I’d average around 4 putts/hole.