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Smoke! Smoke! Smoke! That Cigarette

The Hit Crew2013年1月29日

Smoke! Smoke! Smoke! That Cigarette 歌詞

 

Smoke! Smoke! Smoke! That Cigarette - The Hit Crew

I'm a guy with a heart of gold

The ways of a gentleman I've been told

The kind of guy who'd never harm a flea

 

Me and a certain character met

Man who invented the cigarette

 

I'd murder that son of a gun in first degree

 

It ain't 'cause I don't smoke myself

And I don't figure it'll ruin my health

I've been smoking 'em all my life ain't dead yet

 

But nicotine slaves are all the same

And petting party or a poker game

Every thing's gotta stop while I smoke that cigarette

 

Smoke smoke smoke that cigarette

 

Puff puff puff and if you puff yourself to death

 

Tell saint peter at the golden gate

Lord you hate to make him wait

 

You gotta have another cigarette

 

Game of chance the other night

Old dame fortune was doing me right

The kings and queens kept on coming round

 

Now I drew a full abetted high

My bluff didn't work on a certain guy

Kept on betting laying his money down

 

He'd raise me and I'd raise him

Sweated blood you gotta sink or swim

Finally called then didn't raise the bet

 

I said Aces full pal how 'bout you

He said I'll tell you in a minute or two

Right now I'm gonna light up another cigarette

 

Smoke smoke smoke that cigarette

 

Puff puff puff and if you puff yourself to death

 

Tell saint peter at the golden gate

Oh lord you hate to make him wait

You gotta have another cigarette

 

The other night I had a date

With the cutest girl in the forty-eight states

Regular fancy kinda dame

 

Said she loved me seemed to me

 

Things going the way it is supposed to be

Hand in hand we was strolling down lover's lane

 

She's oh so far from a keg of ice

Our petting party was going nice

So help me hannah I haven't been there yet

 

But I gave her a hug gave her a squeeze

She said cody excuse me please

But could I palm one of your cigarettes

 

Smoke smoke smoke that cigarette

 

Puff puff puff and if you puff yourself to death

 

Tell saint peter at the golden gate

Now lord hate to make him wait

 

But you gotta have one more cigarette