Текст: Robin Thicke. The Evolution of Robin Thicke. Cocaine.

Cocaine, cocaine

Baby, Beverly Hills Hotel, 4 AM
It's my birthday
I wanna stay young, I wanna have fun
I don't wanna be the only, one no way

Movie stars, models and blonds and cocaine
New York, L.A., it's all the same
The angels look the other way
'Cause they can't understand my pain

Cocaine, back up in a big way
Cocaine, coming out the closets
Cocaine, I'm standing in an alley
With my hands behind me
Club just ain't the same without the cocaine

Ooh, downtown, upstairs, get down
Midnight, high art, underground
Hip hop, blue jeans, it's all around
I wanna stay young, ooh

Everybody's watching
But no one talks about it
Right now there's only one name, you can't call it
She said, ?Sex just ain't the same without it?

It's cocaine, back up in a big way
Cocaine, coming out the closets
Cocaine, I'm standing in an alley
With my hands behind me
Club just ain't the same without the cocaine

Cocaine, cocaine
Club just ain't the same without the cocaine

Cocaine, only one name, you can't call it
She said, ?Sex just ain't the same without it?

It's cocaine, back up in a big way
Cocaine, coming out the closets
Cocaine, I'm standing in an alley
With my hands behind me
Club just ain't the same without the cocaine

Back up in a big way
Cocaine, coming out the closets
Cocaine, I'm standing in an alley
With my hands behind me
Sex just ain't the same without the cocaine

Club just ain't the same
Party just ain't the same
Club just ain't the same without cocaine
Sex just ain't the same
Club just ain't the same
Club just ain't the same without