| Met a fine red boned mami, she told me that her name was Lucille |
| Met her on Fountain Avenue sitting on a Cadillac Coupe de Ville |
| She said I’m a liar, a thief, a junkie and I used to be a whore |
| And I’ve been trying to shake this monkey so long I just can’t take it no more |
| I got a weakness, I got a hunger, I got a jones |
| I’m sick and I need to get well, I hurt deep in my bone |
| I got a weakness, I got a fever, I got a thirst |
| I’m sitting on the edge of the bubble |
| Just waiting for it to burst? |
| We talked all afternoon, she made me cry, I told some jokes |
| She looked me deep in my eyes and told me love was nothing but a cruel hoax |
| Her grandmother died when she was five and she never did know her folks |
| Her father fell in a gun fight and her mother by an overdose |
| I got a weakness I got a hunger, I got a jones |
| I’m sick and I need to get well, I hurt deep in my bones |
| I got a weakness, I got a fever, I got a thirst |
| I’m sitting on the edge of the bubble |
| Just waiting for it to burst |
| She said I’ve slept with gangsters, thugs and smugglers, congressman and |
| governors |
| I’ve seen therapists and holy men but this weakness is my only friend |
| It feeds my need it numbs my soul, it starts to creep and takes control |
| Sell my flesh I pierce my skin |
| And tomorrow I’ma do it all again |
| I got a weakness I got a hunger I got a jones |
| I’m sick and I need to get well |
| I hurt deep in my bones |
| I got a weakness, I got a fever, I got a thirst |
| I’m sitting on the edge of the bubble |
| Just waiting for it to burst? |