Cigarettes Will Kill You-Ben Lee

Cigarettes Will Kill You

歌手:Ben Lee

时间:1999-07-05

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You throw me in a pan you cook me in a can

You stretch me with your hands you love to watch me bake

You serve me up with cake and that's your big mistake

Your guest comes in dressed smart you offer a la carte

You didn't have the heart

And I want a TV embrace and I I'm getting off your boiling plate

They swore you'd steal my steam to feed your dream

And then be gone I wish I could say that everyone was wrong

You left me burned and seared you left me ripped and teared

And older than my years I should have know at first

That you would leave me hurt you had to try dessert

No way to let off steam don't bother milk or cream

No way to let off steam

And I want a TV embrace and I I'm getting off your boiling plate

They swore you'd steal my steam to feed your dream

And then be gone I wish I could say that everyone was wrong

It must feel good to stand above me

While I make you so proud of me

It must feel good that I'm now gone

I wish I could say that everyone was wrong

You throw me in a pan you cook me in a can

You stretch me with your hands

I wish everyone was wrong

You throw me in a pan

You love to watch me bake you serve me up with cake

And that's your big mistake

I wish everyone was wrong

You love to watch me bake

You throw me in a pan you cook me in a can

You stretch me with your hands

I wish everyone was wrong

You throw me in a pan

You love to watch me bake you serve me up with cake

And that's your big mistake

I wish everyone was wrong

You love to watch me bake

You throw me in a pan you cook me in a can

You stretch me with your hands

I wish everyone was wrong

You throw me in a pan you love to watch me bake

You serve me up with cake

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