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Tex Williams - Smoke Smoke Smoke

Smoke Smoke Smoke
Tex Williams
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Now I'm a fellow with a heart of gold,
With the ways of a gentleman I've been told
The kind of fellow that wouldn't even harm a fly.

But if me and a certain character met
The guy that invented the cigarette
I'd murder that son-of-a-gun in the first degree.

It ain't cause I don't smoke myself,
And I don't reckon that it'll harm your health.
Smoked all my life and I ain't dead yet.

But nicotine slaves are all the same!
At a pettin' party or a poker game
Everything gotta stop while they have a cigarette.

Smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarette!
Puff, puff, puff and if you smoke yourself to death!
Tell St. Peter at the Golden Gate
That you hate to make him wait,
But you just gotta have another cigarette.

Now in a game of chance the other night
Old Dame Fortune was a-doin' me right.
The kings and the queens just kept on comin' round.

And I got a full and I bet 'em high
But my bluff didn't work on a certain guy.
He just kept on raisin' and layin' that money down.

Now he'd raise me and I'd raise him,
I sweated blood, gotta sink or swim!
He finally called and didn't even raise the bet.

So I said "aces full pal, how 'bout you?"
He said "I'll tell you in a minute or two,
But right now, I gotta have me a cigarette"

Smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarette!
Puff, puff, puff and if you smoke yourself to death!
Tell St. Peter at the Golden Gate
That you hates to make him wait,
But you just gotta have another cigarette.

Ah, smoke it! Hah! Yes! Yes! Yes!

The other night I had a date
With the cutest little girl in 48 States:
A highbred, uptown, fancy little dame.

She said she loved me and it seemed to me
That things were 'bout like they oughta be,
So hand in hand we strolled down lovers' lane.

She was oh so far from a chunk of ice
And our smoochin' party was goin' nice.
So help me, Hannah, I'm thinking I've been there yet!

I give her a kiss, a little squeeze...
She said, "Tex, excuse me, please,
But I just gotta have another cigarette".

And she said, smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarette
Puff, puff, puff and if you smoke yourself to death!
Tell St. Peter at the Golden Gate
That you hate to make him wait,
But you just gotta have another cigarette.


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