| Regrets are all you left, on your lipstick stains
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| Take a picture of our past there in that ashtray
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| We had our fun, I used to light your flame
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| Like the dancing smoke that rose we tried to find our way
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| No one told me, she told me
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| Your love’s like one last cigarette
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| Last cigarette, I will savor it
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| The last cigarette
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| Take it in and hold your breath, hope it never ends
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| But when it’s gone, it’s gone
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| The last cigarette
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| Just to breathe reminds me of what used to be
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| The smoke’s the ghost that keeps you close when I can’t sleep
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| Don’t ask the past to last, it’s about to change
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| The memories don’t answer when I call your name
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| Your love’s like one last cigarette
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| Last cigarette, I will savor it
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| The last cigarette
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| Take it in and hold your breath, hope it never ends
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| But when it’s gone, it’s gone
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| One last cigarette, last cigarette
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| One I can’t forget, the last cigarette
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| Right there at my fingertips, got your taste still on my lips
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| Right or wrong
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| You’re still gone, gone, gone
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| You always lose the girl in a Brian Wilson world
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| The Last Cigarette |