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her name is cigarette |
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and i can't quit |
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'guess i'm the malboro man |
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she likes my west and shirt |
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more than my cowoy boots |
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i saw her put it on this morning |
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I was lying in bed |
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stealing looks in her silouhette |
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smoking a cigarette |
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we ain't finished yet |
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you've come a long way baby |
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i'm a tobaccoman |
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not a medicine clown |
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i walk a mile for your camel |
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oh darling put on a film |
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and make the room that we like to hide in |
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uuuh... |
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na na nanana na na. |
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no need to talk |
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and here we go again |
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right now, baby well, right now |
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couldn't care less |
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what the people have said |
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fire, babe we're on fire |
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and all i want is one more day |
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with you |
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Smoking a cigarette |
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a little russian roulette |
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we keep on spinning |
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what's all this about? |
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when i thought i was out |
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you pull me back in |
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i might not be boyfriend material |
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but i'm different from the hang out wit |
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if that's what you are looking for now |
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the two of us can be a hit |
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well baby put on a film |
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like we're gonna watch the whole thing |
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uuuh... |
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na na.... |
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no need to talk |
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and here we go again |
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right now, baby well, right now |
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couldn't care less |
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what the people have said |
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fire, babe we're on fire |
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and all i want is one more day |
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with you.... |