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.      Yeah she likes to run   With us high riding cowboys   She says she feels a whole lot    More at home on the range   She can handle her feelings   In most all situations   She just can not handle    The arms of cocaine         Hey I'm just a rhymer   Writing down new phrases   Looking for ladies    Who know I'm subject to change   Content to believing    The songs I am singing.   Help her find her feelings   Help her break the chains of cocaine         Oh my lady is special    She's into my kind of music   She likes Jim Beam and water   Instead of champange   I like Levi's and leathers   Making love together   No more stormy weather   Since she broke the chains of cocaine      No more stormy weather   Since she broke the chains of cocaine