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.