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a sarcastic poem about what it's like to be a non-smoker |
| My friends, they smoke tobacco Cigarettes, cigars - one's even got a pipe! But I ain't much for smoking I'm much more into life Whenever there's a party, I'm the one left out Cause I ain't much for smoking And hell, do I feel proud! My friends, they smoke tobacco They drink, they laugh and sing But I never will be with them Cause I don't do any of these things If I only had a thing for smoking I know I would be dead I wouldn't be the idiot Who stands in corner, feeling bad Man, would I be glad! |