Cigarette How I want you But no one can know Cigarette How I love you But I let you go Like the vodka and the quarter of whiskey Six o'clock will never come too soon But time is fleeting And I am wasted Howling at the moon One night stand You were perfect You were quite the man In the same Clothes as yesterday In a stranger's hands Give me vodka and a quarter of whiskey Just to line and it'll get there soon But time is fleeting And I am wasted Howling at the moon Show my year You impress me But my friends can't know
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