Dust settles on a thin cloud Sends a fog drifting to a worn out crowd
I've had my face in a mirror for twenty four hours
Staring at a line of white pow-der
* High-priced madness pays the tab I've scraped too much of nothing from your plastic bag
I'm a catatonic son of a bitch who's had A touch too much of white pow-der
** And she's a habit I can't handle For a reason I can't say
I'm in love with a wild white lady She's as sweet as the stor ies say
White powder white lady You're one and the same
Come on down to my house won't you And hit this boy again
Shock waves to a tired brain Sends that hungry lady to my door again
She's my shelter from the storm when I feel the rain
Entertaining white pow der
I feel I'm dry-docked and tongue-tied Heaven sends a stretcher for the kids to ride
I might just escape while the others might die
Riding on a high of white pow-der
I feel I'm dry-docked and tongue-tied Heaven sends a stretcher for the kids to ride
I might just escape while the others might di
Riding on a high of white pow-der
(White powder) white lady, hit this boy again
(White powder) white lady, hit this boy again
(White powder) white lady, hit this boy again
(White powder) white lady, hit this boy again
