D-O-A-P (The Dope Song) A junkie and his dealer met in the alleyway And as I chanced to pass on by, I heard that junkie say: "Give me some D-O-A-P dope, Don't make it S-O-A-P soap, Because I really couldn't cope Without my D-O-A-P dope, So tell the P-O-A-P Pope He mustn't sit around and mope, For I might as well be hanging from an R-O-A-P rope If I'm without my D-O-A-P dope. (INSTRUMENTAL INTERLUDE AND MONOLOGUE) "Please, Mr. Dealer Man, I've waited so long---bring my little doapie back to me--- my hands are shaking, my legs are shaking, I'm down on my knees. Please, my friend, don't you know I'm no good without it? So send a little sunshine my way before I go off the roof and put an end to it all---I'm just no good without my D-O-A-P dope! So tell the P-O-A-P Pope He mustn't sit around and mope, For I might as well be hanging from an R-O-A-P rope If I'm without my D-O-A-P dope, yes sir, If I'm without my D-O-A-P dope!" Lyrics and Music by Alan Seidler ©1974 by Simian Press, A Div. of Ook Ook Productions, Inc.