I'm feeling independent, I made it through another day, having a wonderful time.
I haven't felt the sickness, I think I may have scared it away, looks like I'm gonna be fine.

My friend down on the corner says it's gonna be alright,
he's handing me a needle, he sells me a fix, he says I'll see you here tomorrow.

I'm feeling self-sufficient, it's nice to finally be in control, I'd have it no other way.
I do it when I want to let the good times roll, each and every day.

My friend down on the corner says it's gonna be alright,
he's handing me a needle, he sells me a fix, and says I'll see you here tomorrow.
My friend down on the corner says it's gonna be good times.
Pats me on the shoulder, and sells me a fix, he says I'll see you here tomorrow.