Elton John – White Lady White Powder Lyrics  Share

From Elton John's album: 21 At 33

Dust settles on a thin cloud
Sends a fog drifting to a worn out crowd
I^,ve had my face in a mirror for twenty four hours
Staring at a line of white powder

High-priced madness pays the tab
I^,ve scraped too much of nothing from your plastic bag
I^,m a catatonic son of a bitch who^,s had
A touch too much of white powder

And she^,s a habit I can^,t handle
For a reason I can^,t say
I^,m in love with a wild white lady
She^,s as sweet as the stories say
White powder white lady
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You^,re one and the same
Come on down to my house won^,t you
And hit this boy again

Shock waves to a tired brain
Sends that hungry lady to my door again
She^,s my shelter from the storm when I feel the rain
Entertaining white powder

I feel I^,m dry-docked and tongue-tied
Heaven sends a stretcher for the kids to ride
I might just escape while the others might die
Riding on a high of white powder
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