Smoke! Smoke! Smoke! (That Cigarette!)-Tex Williams

Smoke! Smoke! Smoke! (That Cigarette!)

歌手:Tex Williams

专辑:Funny Songs

时间:2009-05-01

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Smoke! Smoke! Smoke! - Tex Williams/Groucho Marx

Now I'm a fellow with a heart of gold

And the ways of a gentleman I've been told

The kind of a guy that wouldn't even harm a flea

But if me and a certain character met

The guy that invented that cigarette

I'd murder that son of a gun in the first degree

Now they because I don't smoke them myself

I don't reckon that it'll hinder your health

I smoked them all my life and I am not dead yet

But nicotine slaves are all the same

At a petting party or a poker game

Everything gotta stop while they have a cigarette

Smoke smoke smoke that cigarette

Puff puff puff until you smoke yourself to death

Tell St Peter at the Golden Gate

That you hate to make him wait

You've gotta have another cigarette

Now a game of chance the other night

Old dame fortune was good and right

The kings and queens they just kept on coming around

Then I got a full and I bet them high

But my bluff didn't work on a certain guy

He just kept on raisin' and layin' that money down

And he'd raise me then I'd raise him

I sweated blood you gotta sink or swim

He finally called didn't raise the bet

I said aces full pal how about you

He said I'll tell you in just a minute or two

Right now I just gotta have myself 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

And you've gotta have another cigarette

The other night I had me a date

With the cutest little gal on fifty East States

High bred uptown fancy little dames

Not she said she loved me and it seemed to me

That everything's just abou it oughta be

So hand in hand we strolled down lover's lane

She was oh so far from a chunk of ice

Our smooching party was going real 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 a filtered 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

You've just gotta have another cigarette

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