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Shes a singer Im a smoker
Dragging up all my extra store
She was singing I was smoking
Saving butts all I can afford
Im just a smoking up what I got heavy into
Dragged it up coughed it up
Sat up wondering where you gone to
All for your return I drank what wouldnt burn
And called your name but you never came
Im just sitting up its late
Its getting rough
Its two oclock black and white
Ceilings got no good advice
All for your return I drank what wouldnt burn
And called your name but you never came