| The sheets are untidy, it’s twelve o’clock and the bed’s unmade I Scratch my face 'cause I forgot to shave. |
| I hide from the milkman when
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| His feet reach my step; |
| thank God for my girlfriend, she left her
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| Cigarettes.
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| Ooh. |
| .. take another drag to bring you down
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| Ooh. |
| .. just another pack to take you down
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| (Chorus)
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| Cigarettes that you leave unlit
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| Just a trace of lipstick on a filter tip
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| Cigarettes that you leave unlit,
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| You’d better smoke it, Before you choke on it.
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| Cigarettes that you leave unlit
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| Just a trace of lipstick on a filter tip
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| Cigarettes that you leave unlit,
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| You’d better smoke it, Before you choke on it.
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| Another morning it’s hard to hold my spirit up As if the thought of you would really bring me luck
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| The sun is shining like the egg upon my face
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| I may have lost you, but I got your cigarettes
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| Ooh. |
| .. take another drag to bring you down
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| Ooh. |
| .. just another pack to take you down.
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| (Chorus)
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| Cigarettes that you leave unlit
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| Just a trace of lipstick on a filter tip
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| Cigarettes that you leave unlit,
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| You’d better smoke it, Before you choke on it.
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| Cigarettes that you leave unlit
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| Just a trace of lipstick on a filter tip
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| Cigarettes that you leave unlit,
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| You’d better smoke it, Before you choke on it. |