Cocaine flame in my bloodstream Sold my coat when I hit Spokane Bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes In the early morning rain Lately, my hands they don't feel like mine My eyes been stung with dust, I'm blind Held you in my arms one time Lost you just the same Jolene I ain't about to go straight It's too late I found myself face-down in a ditch Booze on my hair, blood on my lips A picture of you, holding a picture of me In the pocket of my blue jeans Still don't know what love means Still don't know what love means Jolene Ah, la, la, la, la, la Jolene Been so long since I seen your face Or felt a part of this human race I've been living out of this here suitcase for way too long A man needs something he can hold onto Nine-pound hammer or a woman like you Either one of them things will do Jolene I ain't about to go straight It's too late I found myself face down in a ditch Booze in my hair, blood on my lips A picture of you, holding a picture of me In the pocket of my blue jeans Still don't know what love means Still don't know what love means Jolene La, la, la, la, la, la, la Jolene La, la, la, la, la, la, la Jolene
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The Cure was unlistenable homo crap to me until later in life. Husband & I saw them in 2004 I think, great show.
@Swaye
Cocaine flame in my bloodstream
Sold my coat when I hit Spokane
Bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes
In the early morning rain
Lately, my hands they don't feel like mine
My eyes been stung with dust, I'm blind
Held you in my arms one time
Lost you just the same
Jolene
I ain't about to go straight
It's too late
I found myself face-down in a ditch
Booze on my hair, blood on my lips
A picture of you, holding a picture of me
In the pocket of my blue jeans
Still don't know what love means
Still don't know what love means
Jolene
Ah, la, la, la, la, la
Jolene
Been so long since I seen your face
Or felt a part of this human race
I've been living out of this here suitcase for way too long
A man needs something he can hold onto
Nine-pound hammer or a woman like you
Either one of them things will do
Jolene
I ain't about to go straight
It's too late
I found myself face down in a ditch
Booze in my hair, blood on my lips
A picture of you, holding a picture of me
In the pocket of my blue jeans
Still don't know what love means
Still don't know what love means
Jolene
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Jolene
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
Jolene
@Mad_Son you lucky cheap shyster bastard
*alas, she plays for the other team