I'm feeling independent,  I made it through another day,  having a wonderful time.  I haven't felt the sickness,  I think I may have scared it away,  looks like I'm gonna be fine.    My friend down on the corner  says it's gonna be alright,  he's handing me a needle,  he sells me a fix,  he says I'll see you here tomorrow.    I'm feeling self-sufficient,  it's nice to finally be in control,  I'd have it no other way.  I do it when I want to  let the good times roll,  each and every day.    My friend down on the corner  says it's gonna be alright,  he's handing me a needle,  he sells me a fix,  and says I'll see you here tomorrow.    My friend down on the corner  says it's gonna be good times.  Pats me on the shoulder,  and sells me a fix,  he says I'll see you here tomorrow.