it's been twelve years on the east coast
walking along, smoking a cigarette.
it's too far, but where will i go?
walking in a daze, i'm stoned.
not sure where i'll go.
maybe to san francisco, or puerto rico, who knows?

ready to go, packed up
and letting you know we're not letting you go.
suit you up, pack a bowl, light your cigarettes, your cigarettes.

we've been waiting for so long to see you smile
scoop you up, pack a bowl, light your cigarettes.

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

i ask myself why you're always there,
looking down to face some time
i need you for those things you said last night.
maybe you can explain your lipstick-collared smile,
your lipstick-collared smile.

ready to go, packed up
and letting you know we're not letting you go.
suit you up, pack a bowl, light your cigarettes.

we've been waiting for so long to see you smile
scoop you up, pack a bowl, light your cigarettes.

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


Lyrics submitted by qtpai~

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