Sweet Cigarette
Elizabeth Nichols
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Elizabeth Nichols - Sweet Cigarette Lyrics & Traduction

His breath smells like peppermints
And yours smells like whiskey
You call me sexy
He calls me pretty
He's pickin' me flowers
And you just pick fights
Him and I talk for hours
You and I talk at night

He's good and you're bad
You're wrong and he's right
But I bet I know who I'll go home with tonight
Call me an addict, a masochist
Can't let go of you, my sweet cigarette

He opens my doors
And you open a can
Sundays you're in bed
He's a god-fearing man
We just sit in your car
He books a table for two
He does all the things that I begged you to do

He's good and you're bad
You're wrong and he's right
But I bet I know who I'll go home with tonight
Call me an addict, a masochist
Can't let go of you, my sweet cigarette
I say I'm done, just one more hit
You stay on my lips, my sweet cigarette
He's good and you're bad
You're wrong and he's right
But I bet I know who I'll go home with tonight
Call me an addict, a masochist
Can't let go of you, my sweet cigarette
I say I'm done, just one more hit
You stay on my lips, my sweet cigarette

You stay on my breath, my sweet cigarette
I can't seem to quit, my sweet cigarette


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