It's been twelve years on the east coast, walking along.
Smoking a cigarette is too far, but where will I go?

Walking in a daze delayed I'm stoned and not sure where I'll go.
Maybe to San Francisco or Puerto Rico who knows?

We're ready to go
packed up and
letting you know
we're not letting you go.

Scoop you up pack a bowl
and light your cigarettes, your cigarettes.

We've been waiting for so long
to see you smile.
Scoop you up pack a bowl
and light your cigarettes.

We're ready to go
packed up and
letting you know
we're not letting you go.
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I've asked myself why you're always there
looking down to face some time.
I need you for those things you said last night
and maybe you can explain
your lipstick colored smile
your lipstick colored smile.

We're ready to go
packed up and
letting you know
we're not letting you go.

Scoop you up pack a bowl
and light your cigarettes, your cigarettes.

We've been waiting for so long
to see you smile.
Scoop you up pack a bowl
and light your cigarettes.

We're ready to go
packed up and
letting you know
we're not letting you go.

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