Cigarette

Cigarette, how I want you
But no one can know
Cigarette, how I love you
But I let you go

Like the vodka and the quart of whiskey
Six o'clock could never come too soon
But time is fleeting and I am wasted
Howling at the moon

One night stand, you were perfect
You were quite the man
In the same clothes as yesterday
In a stranger's hands.

Give me vodka and a quart of whiskey
Just a line and then I'll get there soon.
But time is fleeting and I am wasted
Howling at the moon

Shania, you impress me
But my friends can't know.