Smoke! Smoke! Smoke!(That Cigarette)

　　Now I'm a guy with a heart of gold
　　And the ways of a gentleman I've been told
　　Kind-of-a-guy that wouldn't even harm a flea
　　
　　But if me and a certain character met
　　The man who invented that cigarette
　　I'd murder that son-of-a gun in the first degree
　　
　　It ain't cuz I don't smoke 'em myself
　　and i don't think that it'll hurt my health
　　I smoked 'em 25 years and I ain't dead yet
　　
　　But nicotine slaves are all the same
　　at a pettin' party or a poker game
　　Everything gotta stop while they have a cigarette
　　
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　　Smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarette
　　Puff, puff, puff until you puff yourself to death.
　　Tell St. Peter at the Golden Gate
　　That you hate to make him wait,
　　You just gotta have another cigarette.
　　
　　In a game of chance the other night
　　Old dame fortune was good and right
　　The kings and queens they kept on comin' around
　　
　　Aw, I was hittin' em good and bettin' 'em high
　　But my bluff didn't work on a certain guy
　　He kept callin' and layin' his money down
　　
　　See, he'd raise me then I'd raise him
　　and I'd say to him buddy ya gotta sink or swim
　　Finally called me but didn't raise the bet!
　　
　　Hmmph! I said Aces Full Pal -- I got you!
　　He said, "I'll pay up in a minute or two
　　But right now, i just gotta have another cigarette."
　　
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　　Now the other night I had a date
　　with the cutest little gal in the 51 state
　　A high-bred, uptown, fancy little dame
　　
　　She said she loved me and it seemd to me
　　That things were sorta like they suppose to be
　　So hand in hand we strolled down lovers lane
　　
　　She was a long way from a chunk of ice
　　And our pettin' party was goin' real nice
　　And I got an idea I might have been there yet
　　
　　So I give her a kiss and a little squeeze
　　Then she said, "Johnny, Excuse me Please
　　But I just gotta have a cigarette."
　　
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