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Hey, hey, it's been so long since I have written with pen Ya know it's sharper than a sabre, I don't feel like Errol Flynn Got no computer, I can't type the letter in You're not responding right, I guess, I better start again Well, let's pretend this fellas hungry got a dozen mouths to feed He asked for money for a bus pass and my heart bleeds I throw him a dollar, that's exactly what he needs To get another jug of Thunderbird and naturally ask me for a Last cigarette, last cigarette, last cigarette, one before I go to bed Last cigarette, last cigarette, last cigarette, one before I go to bed A wha, wha, hua, a wha, wha, wha, hua, a wha, wha, wha, hua A wha, wha, wha, hua, a wha, wha, wha, hua, a wha, wha, wha Hua, a wha, wha, wha, hua, a wha, wha, wha, hua I know it's killing me, yeah, I know it's killing me Yeah, I know it's killing me Yeah, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know I need a Last cigarette, last cigarette, last cigarette, one before I go to bed Last cigarette, last cigarette, last cigarette, one before I go to bed Shut up It's getting late, you got to get the kitten fed You got to kiss the little woman put the children in the bed Check the sports and weather and the living and the dead You don't have to read the headlines You can hear what Johnny Carson said Oh, mister sandman, won't you listen to me, please? I'm saying I'll stay in bed but I'll pretend I'm on my knees and praying One for my hunger and another for my greed And just forget about my envy Lord and give me what I need, I need a Last cigarette, last cigarette, last cigarette, one before I go to bed Last cigarette, last cigarette, last cigarette, one before I go to bed A wha, wha, hua, a wha, wha, wha, hua, a wha, wha, wha, hua A wha, wha, wha, hua, a wha, wha, wha, hua, a wha, wha, wha Hua, a wha, wha, wha, hua, a wha, wha, wha, hua I know it's killing me, I know it's killing me I know it's killing me Yeah, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know I need a Last cigarette, last cigarette, last cigarette, one before I go to bed Last cigarette, last cigarette, last cigarette, one before I go to bed
Writer(s): John Mills Easdale Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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