White Line Fever - Bertie Higgins
Written by:DR.
To raise a toil
Through the perulian song
Got no time to play
Jute on cocoleaf
Feeling so young
Looking 20 years older than her date
Pick 'em to tie 'em
Beat 'em and in time
With the jackasses going blind
She's got white line fever
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Where it his heart is beating in the market place
Sweating in his suspended pants
Victory into hire in wholesale man
Wants all the pesos in advance
Close up a deal round a black cigar
Clenched between his teeth and shy
He's got white line fever
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Smuggler recieve a round cube
From the vest swiping
From the well goose
Run around by sweet Jesus himself
We're silent than a holy ghost
When the federal looks the other way
Don't you know that they pay with mind
They've got white line getchu fever
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