Smoking

    Copyright Malcolm Dew-Jones




she's one of the girls who sits outside
outside in pajamas
I see them every morning as I ride on by
and even when it is raining out
causing little dramas
I see them and I'm never left to wonder why
they're the girls who smoke
I guess it's not allowed inside
the girls who smoke
they're sitting on the rock outside

	they're smoking, smoking, smoking hot
	one's the girl that I want not
	smoking, smoking, smoking alot
	one's a girl that I forgot
	I'm so glad I never got

she's one of the girls that I used to know
used to know her better
I think about her sometimes as I ride on by
I rarely ever wish I knew her still
but still I'd like to get her
she's smoking hot and sometimes I think worth a try
she's a girl who smokes
she has some friends in her ritual
she's a girl who smokes
too bad it's so habitual

she has all her friends in the morning now
now they get together
I think they get together every single day
they gather on the rock outside
all birds of a feather
I think they are all single and they'll stay that way
they're the girls who smoke
I guess its not allowed in side
they're the girls who smoke
do they ever wish they had never tried