Coca Cola lyrics

Seven dollars and a Coca Cola Living in the streets for now Aroused by the touch of a woman Passing by me in the bus Every step I take I wonder why Jackie the queen makes me cry (Can’t go on) Living in a red hot clinic I'm ready to go You know? (Can’t go on) I'm wasting my rubber soul On the floor that I don’t love It blows Sitting in the back of your Corolla Hope you’re feeling single tonight My cigarettes are for Lola I don’t like the feel in my mouth Sam won’t you please tell me why You make such a fool of your life (Can’t go on) Living in a red hot clinic I'm ready to go You know? (Can’t go on) I'm wasting my rubber soul On the floor that I don’t love It blows