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Smoke! Smoke! Smoke! (That Cigarette) Lyrics By Commander Cody

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    cho smoke smoke smoke that cigarette
    puff puff puff and if you smoke yourself to death
    tell saint peter at the golden gate
    that you hate to make him wait
    but you’ve just got to have another cigarette

    now i’m a feller 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 the cigarette
    i’d murder that son of a gun in the first degree
    not ’cause i don’t smoke myself
    and i don’t reckon they’ll harm your health
    i’ve smoked all my life and ain’t dead yet
    but nicotine slaves are all the same
    at a pettin’ party or a poker game
    everything must stop while they smoke that cigarette

    in a game of chance the other night
    old dame fortune was adoin’ me right
    the kings and queens just kept on comin’ around
    i played ’em hard and bet ’em high
    but my bluff didn’t work on a certain guy
    he kept on raisin’ and layin’ the money down
    he’d raise me and i’d raise him
    i sweated blood gotta sink or swim
    he finally called and didn’t raise the bet
    i said aces full palhow ’bout you
    he said i’ll tell you in a minute or two
    right now i’ve just got to have a cigarette

    the other night i had a date
    with the cutest little girl in the forty eight states
    a highbred uptown fancy little dame
    she said she loved me and it seemed to me
    that things were ’bout like they oughta be
    so hand in hand we strolled down lover’s lane
    she was oh so far from a cake of ice
    our smoochin’ party was agoin nice
    so help me hannah i think i’d a been there yet
    but i give her a kiss and a little squeeze
    and she said tex excuse me please
    i’ve just got to have another cigarette

    well life ain’t nothing but a poker game
    no two hands quite the same
    but i never saw a winner that didn’t bet

    so if any people tryin’ to quit
    i ain’t gonna criticize you one bit
    just make mine a jamaican cigarette

    Artist: Commander Cody

    Year: 1973

    Decade: 70s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 199