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