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A man's love of cigarettes and his thoughts of them. |
| Nicotine and tar , you f'ed up my lungs. Light your end and out my lips on 'em. My fiancee went packing, cause I couldn't give you up. Now my new girl she loves you, I think even more than me. But I ain't compliaing, cause your taste is so addicting. At the end of the day we're all on the porch. You , me , and her inhaling your scent day after day. |