Black coffee and a cigerette
smoke smoke smoke that cigarette
puff puff puff and if you smoke yourself to death
tell st. peter at the golden gate
you're sorry but he'll just have to wait
you've gotta have another cigarette
sweet virginia ciggarett
burning in my hand
you used to be a friend of mine
now I understand
you've been burning up inside me for some time
you pay for your satisfaction
somewhere along the line
You have the eyes of Jesus and the tongue of a viper - Joan Baez, allegedly about B. Dylan
The Incredible Nightcrawler
I'm letting go
of all I've held on to
Hanging by a moment
here with you..
