I knew a broke down hobo we called him army Jack He wore an old army coat he drank from a paper sack They found him frozen solid death grip on a bottle if gin I knew a man on Wall Street he liked to smell cocaine He made more jack than Elvis then he threw it all away He's locked up in Huntsville he gets out in seven to ten Yeah but they ain't got nothing on me any fool can see That I'm a stone cold junkie I'm addicted to your charm You get into my blood stream and run straight to my heart Your my habit your the needle in my arm I get this low down feelin' i get to feelin' it in my bones Honey when your not around me oh I get to jonesin' I gotta have you near me I need your lovin' all the time When you see me down on my knees Have pity on my disease 'Cause I'm a stone cold junkie I'm addicted to your charm You get into my blood stream and run straight to my heart Your my habit your the needle in my arm Hey I'm a stone cold junkie I'm addicted to your charm You get into my blood stream and run straight to my heart Your my habit your the needle in my arm Your my habit your the needle in my arm