Some ladies love diamonds Fast cars and freedom Trips to the island Castles in Spain Las Vegas card sharks Blues men that blow French harps But no strings to her heart Just the arms of cocaine Yes, she likes to run With us high ridin' cowboys She says she feels a whole lot More at home on the range She can handle her feelings In most all situations But she just cannot handle The arms of cocaine Hey, I'm just a rhymer Writin' down new phrases Lookin' for ladies Who know I'm subject to change Content to believe in The songs I am singin' Help her find her feelings Help her break the chains of cocaine Oh, my lady's special She's into my kind of music She likes Jim Beam and water Instead of champagne I like Levi's and leather Makin' love together No more stormy weather Since she broke the chains of cocaine No more stormy weather Since she broke the chains of cocaine