Smoke Smoke Smoke That Cigarette-Sammy Davis Jr.
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TXT Smoke Smoke Smoke That Cigarette-Sammy Davis Jr. 文本歌词
Smoke Smoke Smoke That Cigarette - Sammy Davis Jr.
Now I'm a feller with a
Heart of gold
And the ways of a gentleman
I've been told
The kind of 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
It ain't 'cuz I don't smoke myself
And I don't reckon that it'll
Harm your health
Smoked all my life 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
Smoke, smoke, smoke
That cigarette
Puff, puff, puff and if you
Smoke yourself to death
Tell St. Peter at the Golden Gate
That you hate to make him wait
But you just gotta have
Another cigarette
Now in a game of chance
The other night
Old Dame Fortune was a
Doin' me right
The kings and the queens
Just kept on comin' round
And I got a full and I bet 'em high
But my bluff didn't work
On a certain guy
He just kept on raisin' and
Layin' that money down
Now he'd raise me and
I'd raise him
I sweated blood,
Gotta sink or swim
He finally called and didn't
Even raise the bet
So I said "Aces full
Pops how 'bout you?"
He said "I'll tell you in
A minute or two
But right now, I gotta
Have me a cigarette"
Smoke, smoke, smoke
That cigarette
Puff, puff, puff and if
You smoke yourself to death
Tell St. Peter at
The Golden Gate
That you hates to
Make him wait
But you just gotta
Have another cigarette
The other night
I had a date
With the cutest little
Girl in the United States
A high-bred, uptown,
Fancy little dame
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
And our smoochin'
Party was goin' nice
So help me cats I
Believe I'd be there yet
But I give her a kiss
And a little squeeze
And she said, "Ah, Marty,
Excuse me please
I just gotta have me
Another, cigarette"
Smoke,
Smoke, smoke that cigarette
Puff, puff, puff and if you
Smoke yourself to death
Tell St. Peter at
The Golden Gate
That you hate to make him wait
But you just gotta
Have another cigarette
You gotta
Have another cigarette
