Oh yeah. You wanna find it, c'mon yeah.
Bush had a bottle and cocaine,
And yes he was all lit up again
Cough up cash and hush up
His daddy said packing lines is sin.

And yes, he was all lit up again,
Hiding under his bed
And yes he was all lit up again, flyin'
He loves the cocaine, he loves the cocaine
Daddy can you wait, Daddy can you wait.
He loves the cocaine, he loves the cocaine
Daddy can you wait, oh can you wait long?

He's a rich boy, with a name,
He knows the catch is sayin' he's sane
He's in denial, from this crutch
Well he's says fine but buddy he's a lyin'

And yes he was all lit up again,
Hiding under his bed
And yes he was all lit up again, flyin'
He loves the cocaine, he loves the cocaine
Mama can you wait, mama can you wait.
He loves the cocaine, he loves the cocaine
Mama can you wait, oh can you wait long?

(instrumental solo)

Cracking under pressure, running a losing campaign, losing campaign
Hide in Austin, sneak the drink when he needs one
He knows, he knows, he got to, can you feel it can you feel it
tonight, are you high Bush, tell me are you really high.
In the moment you are just so right, you're right,
Bush, oh you're right, Bush.

And yes he was all lit up again,
Hiding under his bed
And yes he was all lit up again, flyin'
He loves the cocaine, he loves the cocaine
Daddy can you wait, Daddy can you wait.
He loves the cocaine, he loves the cocaine
Mama can you wait, oh can you wait long?

Oh yeah. Don't wanna fight it. Alright. Yeah. Ah yeah.

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