Cigarettes

I'm all alone with my smoke and ashes


cigarettes

I'm all alone with my smoke and ashes

Take me night-flying

maybe Mars has good news

who?...who am I?

I am the blues



soothe me

horn's warm red love-makin'

funky music

move me

Night wind, red tail lights, and

funky music



'cause I'm restless

in my love for sale shoes

who?...who am I?

I am the blues

in a world of war

I can't find my laughter

I can't see the night sun

and I can't see my freedom

I guess I can't see too much no more

baby, till I lose my blues

fly through the sky like superfly

Over the stars we climb

over this sweet red wine

I tell myself

right on

right on

right on

right on

blues

flying so high

a plane in the sky

listen to the music of the night wind

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