Met her at the high school dance
There's something in her lovely eyes
And there's nothing in this metropolis
but the sound of stolen banjos

She's a good cigarette
She's a good cigarette
Grandpa said she was just another pool hall hussy
Sun'll come out tomorrow

She's a good cigarette
The kind that makes you forget
Poor, poor, poor, poor grandpa
No one noticed him
lying in the La-Z Boy

That's me
Conductor of stilted conversations
The university
Some kind of scent of perspiration

Lyrics submitted by bonepaper

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