Smoke Baby

Album: Lover/Fighter (2003)
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  • In your underclothes
    You went out for a smoke
    I call you in
    Just before the storm begins
    Your last breath of smoke
    You let out in the room
    It makes a cloud
    Like the greyist
    Perfect plume

    Smoke baby, smoke baby
    More alcohol baby
    Cocaine in Montreal
    And black out on the plane baby
    An early flight will leave
    And on it will be me, yeah
    I'll be half asleep
    And you'll get up at three

    who'll give you time to cry
    Who'll give you time to find yourself

    And casual as a light
    Flickers before it's night
    The sadness comes
    And the daylight turns and runs
    As the sun is setting you'll be betting
    I'll be getting through
    I'll find a payphone babe
    Take some time to talk to you

    Smoke baby, smoke baby
    More alcohol baby
    Cocaine in Montreal
    And back out on a plane baby
    An early flight will leave
    And on it will be me, yeah
    I'll be half asleep
    And you'll get up at three

    Who'll give you time to cry
    Who'll give you time to find yourself
    Who'll give you time to cry
    Who'll give you time to find yourself

    And I have never felt
    Quite this close to hell
    All this rock and roll baby
    Only time will tell
    But we're young now, having fun now
    On the town now, get around now
    It's fine for now
    But someday we'll settle down
    But not now baby

    Smoke baby, smoke baby
    More alcohol baby
    Cocaine in Montreal
    And black out on the plane baby
    An early flight will leave
    And on it will be me, yeah
    I'll be half asleep
    And you'll wake up at three

    Somewhere on the outside
    Somewhere on the outside

    Get a little naughty crazy
    Blow smoke baby
    I'm your god hottie for shure not maybe
    This lady wants you to take it off too
    Felt that way first time I saw you
    Stur up trouble the kind I like
    Hopein' I don't mind
    Its a time when wrong is right
    Break it off till your crew get lost
    Or else this heat might turn to frost
    You know I bite and what its like when we fight
    These drunk lips curse for spite
    So lets do this right
    Make love all night
    Wake up in time to catch the flight
    Bye

    Who'll give you time to cry
    Who'll give you time to cry
    Who'll give you time to cry

    Who'll give you time to cry
    Who'll give you time to cry
    Who'll give you time to cry

    And time to find yourself
    (Somewhere on the out side)

    Smoke baby, smoke baby
    Smoke baby, smoke baby
    Smoke baby, smoke baby
    Smoke baby, smoke baby
    Smoke baby, smoke baby
    Smoke baby, smoke baby
    Smoke baby, smoke baby

    Smoke, smoke
    Smoke, smoke
    Smoke, smoke
    Smoke, smoke Writer/s: MARTIN DANIEL MCKINNEY, RYAN MATTHEW CORRIGAN
    Publisher: Anthem Entertainment, Peermusic Publishing
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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