dispose of your cash, throw your cigarettes to the bums
know if you don't you'll only drink and puff down to the butts
if don't help them quit get them quick through their day
like a dog licks it's wounds you give to wish them away
you say well I'm saving my smokes come a rainy day
sell them I wont or let them be taxed before my pay
you tell you'll hesitate to fund an other's drug addictions
for you it's pleasure, them necessity that's the distinction
your preparation is appalling, so admiration well lacking
you're less silver screen for your endorsement's acting
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
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im going to miss you ezbon
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