Smokers

She's a singer and I'm a smoker

I'm dragging it up all my extra store

She was singing and I was smoking

Saving butts all I can affordI'm just smoking up what I got heavy into

Dragged it up, coughed it up

Sat up wondering where you gone to

All for your return I drank, what wouldn't burn

And called your name but you never cameShe's a singer and I'm a smoker

I'm dragging it up all my extra store

She was singing and I was smoking

Saving butts all I can affordI'm just sitting up it's late, it's getting rough

It's two o'clock, black and white

Ceilings got no good advice

All for your return I drank what wouldn't burn

And called your name but you never came