pushing through the market square - so many smokers sighing News had just come over - it's been five weeks now that Monello's trying the tobacconist wept and told us - his income is really dying he cried so much, his face was wet - Then i knew he was not lying. I've smoked camels, silk cut, Gauloises and Embassy I'd tried all the brands you see on TV My lungs they were are knackered, i'd got no breath to spare I've even smoked dog ends I just didn't care And all the long thin cigarettes And all the short stumpy cigarettes And all the morning cigarettes And all the somebody elses cigarettes I never thought i'd so need a cigarette A man my age stopping smoking - coughs up some interesting phlegm and if certain colonials don't stop taking the piss -- then I think I might just kill them up at the top of my left arm - thats where I stick my patches polished and put away my ashtrays - even thrown away my book of matches I thought i saw you in an ice cream parlour - Drinking milkshakes cold and long smiling and waving and looking so fine - you don't smoke so you're not in this song And it was cold, and it rained, and I felt I could swear And i thought of my habit, and i wanted to get back there my patch, my patch, if you could just talk I kiss you, you're beautiful, lets go for a walk. i've been five weeks without a smoke - five weeks, is no fucking joke five weeks my brain hurts a lot - five weeks without a blot it's been five weeks, seems like five years For Emi and Andi and ...
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