Cocaine, ooo
Cocaine, ooo

Baby, Beverly Hills hotel, four A.M.
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 understand my pain

Cocaine - back up in a big way
Cocaine - comin' out the closets
Cocaine - I'm standin' in the alley with my hands behind me
The club just ain't the same without the cocaine

Ooo, downtown, upstairs, get down
Midnight, high art, underground
Hip hop, blue jeans; it's all around
I wanna stay young, ooo
Everybody's watchin' but no one talks about it
Right now there's only one name you can call it
She said, "Sex just ain't the same without it."

It's cocaine - back up in a big way
Cocaine - comin' out the closets
Cocaine - I'm standin' in the alley with my hands behind me
Club just ain't the same without cocaine

Cocaine
Cocaine

Club just ain't the same without cocaine

Ooo, cocaine

She said, "Sex just ain't the same without it."
It's cocaine - back up in a big way
Cocaine - comin' out the closets
Cocaine - I'm standin' in the alley with my hands behind me
Club just ain't the same without cocaine
Back up in a big way
Cocaine - comin' out the closets
Cocaine - I'm standin' in the alley with my hands behind me
Sex just ain't the same without cocaine
(I just ain't the same, party ain't the same)
Cocaine
(Club just ain't the without it)
Cocaine
(Sex just ain't the same...)

Writer : JAMES D. GASS, ROBIN A. THICKE
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group