Me Chutaria

If I could tell you everything I felt
If I could explain the big hit I took
I wouldn't hesitate
Oh, to shoot up in the vein again

If I could ride on a little horse
Shaped like a big hit with parrot wings
I would fly
To finally meet mom

Chorus
I promise to see little stars
I want to meet my mom
But never, never stop the drug

I promise to leave the jitters
The methadone and the ambulance
But never, never stop the drug

If I could hide a hit in the sock
Oh if I could score three bags for a grand
I'd shoot it up, shoot it up in the vein again

If you could leave me two or three bags
But get used to the idea that you won't see them
I'd shoot up, shoot up in the vein again (Oh, damn!)

Chorus
I promise to see little stars
I want to meet my mom
But never, never stop the drug

I promise to leave the jitters
The methadone and the ambulance
But never, never stop the drug

Tra la shoot, shoot, ta la shoot, shoot, la shoot, shoot