Here we go
One two three, one two three
[Verse 1]
As he lights an American Spirit
He asks how I can smoke such shit
I say there's nothing like chain smoking GPC cigarettes
Because any smokes will kill ya
But these will make you feel like it
I sit back down on the parking lot curb
And remember back to February, the trip to Hartford
With five minutes to go, he was passed out on the staircase
Trying to walk to his apartment but not making it all the way
And now he's driving us 100 miles an hour down the interstate
Another beer in his hand, swearing we won't be late
That was before everyone moved to New Mexico
They all left a couple of months ago
Until the day my friend
When I sleep on the floor of your van again
I'll be waiting in this parking lot
[Chorus]
And in my dreams
I am dirty broke, beautiful, and free
My hands clenched in a fist
And my face: in a smile
After hitching too many miles
One two three, one two three
[Verse 1]
As he lights an American Spirit
He asks how I can smoke such shit
I say there's nothing like chain smoking GPC cigarettes
Because any smokes will kill ya
But these will make you feel like it
I sit back down on the parking lot curb
And remember back to February, the trip to Hartford
With five minutes to go, he was passed out on the staircase
Trying to walk to his apartment but not making it all the way
And now he's driving us 100 miles an hour down the interstate
Another beer in his hand, swearing we won't be late
That was before everyone moved to New Mexico
They all left a couple of months ago
Until the day my friend
When I sleep on the floor of your van again
I'll be waiting in this parking lot
[Chorus]
And in my dreams
I am dirty broke, beautiful, and free
My hands clenched in a fist
And my face: in a smile
After hitching too many miles
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