I remember the time I had my first smoke
try it just once friends gently proposed
friends told me yes light a ciggi for a start
you would like the fire in the pretty girls heart
with cigarette in my hand I felt like man 2
My hero look so right with the cig on his lips
could I go wrong if i follow his tips
on the job I learned .....
cigarette had a place in every work day too
cigarette started evey hr of my day
could not get out of habit no way
with cigarette in my hand I felt like man 2
When moments were a little lonesome
cigarette and I happy to sing
cigarette slowly became my cruch
my energy and stamina are lost very much
until one day i couldn't stand on my feet
smoke made me feel real dead piece
then I realized I had payed a price
with cigarette in my hand I was a dead man
