Schmo Kaine (Cocaine) Apologies to Clapton

She is sick, no doubt
You’ve got to wait her out, Schmo Kaine
Don’t you let her fall down
Down on the ground, Schmo Kaine
cuz she lie
cuz you lie
You both lie, Schmo Kaine

Well her shins are bruised
because she lost one of her shoes, Schmo Kaine
And her day is done
at a quarter to one, Schmo Kaine
and she lies
she may die
You won’t cry, Schmo Kaine

Her strength is gone, get a
scooter to ride on, Schmo Kaine
Be nice to that hack
or you’re the one she will whack, Schmo Kaine
about to die
and she lies
Don’t you cry, Schmo Kaine