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White Lines (Don't Do It) by CDM Mixmasters album cover

White Lines (Don't Do It)

by CDM Mixmasters

Lyrics
Fine baby, fine

Rich baby, interesting

Freeze! Rock (rock rock rock rock rock rock rock)

(Aah, ah, ah, ah)

Uhraah!

Bass!

Ooh white, white

Ooh white, white

Ooh white, white

vision dreams of passion

(Blowin' through my mind) and all the while I think of you

(High fry) a very strange reaction

(For us to unwind) the more I see, the more I do

(Something like a phenomenon) baby

(Tellin' your body to come along, but white lines blow away)

(Blow! Rock it! Blow!)

Ticket to ride, white line highway

Tell all your friends, they can go my way

Pay your toll, sell your soul

Pound for pound costs more than gold

The longer you stay, the more you pay

My white lines go a long way

Either up your nose or through your vein

With nothin' to gain except killin' your brain

higher, baby

(Ahh) get higher, baby

(Ahh) get higher, baby

And don't ever come down! (Freebase!)

Rang dang diggedy dang di-dang

Rang dang diggedy dang di-dang

Rang dang diggedy dang di-dang

Diggedy dang di-dang diggedy dang di-dang

pure as the driven snow

(Connected to my mind) and now I'm havin' fun, baby

(High fry) it's getting kinda low

(Cause it makes you feel so nice) I need some one-on-one, baby

(Don't let it blow your mind away) baby

(And go into your little hideaway 'cause white lines blow away)

(Blow! Rock it! Blow!)

A million magic crystals, painted pure and white

A multi-million dollars almost overnight

Twice as sweet as sugar, twice as bitter as salt

And if you get hooked, baby, it's nobody else's fault, so don't do it!

Raah! (Blow!)

higher, baby

(Ahhh) get higher, baby

(Ahhh) get higher, baby

And don't ever come down (freebase!)

don't you get too high baby

(Turns you on) you really turn me on and on

(When you gonna come down) my temperature is risin'

(When the thrill is gone) no, I don't want you to go

A street kid gets arrested, gonna do some time

He got out three years from now just to commit more crime

A businessman is caught with twenty four kilos

He's out on bail and out of jail

And that's the way it goes

Raah!

Athletes rejected, governors corrected

Gangsters, thugs and smugglers are thoroughly respected

The money gets divided

The women get excited

Now I'm broke and it's no joke

It's hard as hell to fight it, don't buy it

Raah (blow!)

get higher, baby

(Ahhh) get higher, girl!

(Ahhh) get higher, baby!

C'mon!

Raah!

vision dreams of passion

(Blowin' through my mind) and all the while I think of you

(High Fry) a very strange reaction

(For us to unwind) the more I see, the more I do

(Something like a phenomenon) baby

(Tellin' your body to come along, but white lines blow away)

Little Jack Horner sitting on the corner

With no shoes and clothes

This ain't funny, but he took his money

And sniffed it up his nose

(Freeze! Haha ha ha! Rock! Freeze! Rock! Freeze! Rock!

Freeze! Rock! Freeze! Rock! Freeze! Rock!)