Bay City Rollers Follow

Spend my life making out in a limousineChecking out all the bars and the mezzaninesWon't someone throw me a lineLet me out let me make it this timeCocaine-back on the road againStrung out in Boston, blown out of MaineAnother city but they all just look the sameHand me down my backstage passAnother gig and it's another blastCocaine-oh yeahCocaine-back on the road againCocaine-back on the road againAnother flight delayed, it's a drag, got the jet lag bluesChecking sound, sleeping round, union house, face in the newsPack my bags and I'm on my wayI'm working out on a twelve bar dayCocaine-back on the road againCocaine-back on the road againWell I've been out on the road And it seems like yearsAnd it looks as if it ain't gonna endLA on a SundayNew York on a MondayAnd I think I've got a touch of the bendsWon't someone throw me a lineLet me out let me make it this time CocaineCocaine-back on the road againCocaine-back on the road againCocaine-back on the road againBack on the road again,Back on the road again