Cigarettes and chocolate milk
par Rufus Wainwright
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Cigarettes and chocolate milk
These are just a couple of my cravings
Everything it seems I like´s a little bit stronger
A little bit thicker, a little bit harmful for me
If I should buy jellybeans
Have to eat them all in just one sitting
Everything it seems I like´s a little bit sweeter
A little bit fatter, a little bit harmful for me
And then there´s those other things
Which for several reasons we won´t mention
Everything about ´em is a little bit stranger, a little bit harder
A little bit deadly
It isn´t very smart
Tends to make one part
So brokenhearted
Sitting here remembering me
Always been a shoe made for the city
Go ahead accuse me of just singing about places
With scrappy boys faces have general run of the town
Playing with prodigal sons
Take a lot of sentimental valiums
Can´t expect the world to be your Raggedy Andy
While running on empty you little old doll with a frown
You got to keep in the game
Retaining mystique while facing forward
I suggest a reading of Lessoon in Tightropes
Or urfing Your High Hopes or dios Kansas
It isn´t very smart
Tends to make one part
So brokenhearted
Still there´s not a show on my back
Holes or a friendly intervention
I´m just a little bit heiress, a little bit Irish
A little bit Tower of Pisa
Whenever I see ya
So please be kind if I´m a mess
Cigarettes and chocolate milk
Cigarettes and chocolate milk
These are just a couple of my cravings
Everything it seems I like´s a little bit stronger
A little bit thicker, a little bit harmful for me
If I should buy jellybeans
Have to eat them all in just one sitting
Everything it seems I like´s a little bit sweeter
A little bit fatter, a little bit harmful for me
And then there´s those other things
Which for several reasons we won´t mention
Everything about ´em is a little bit stranger, a little bit harder
A little bit deadly
It isn´t very smart
Tends to make one part
So brokenhearted
Sitting here remembering me
Always been a shoe made for the city
Go ahead accuse me of just singing about places
With scrappy boys faces have general run of the town
Playing with prodigal sons
Take a lot of sentimental valiums
Can´t expect the world to be your Raggedy Andy
While running on empty you little old doll with a frown
You got to keep in the game
Retaining mystique while facing forward
I suggest a reading of Lessoon in Tightropes
Or urfing Your High Hopes or dios Kansas
It isn´t very smart
Tends to make one part
So brokenhearted
Still there´s not a show on my back
Holes or a friendly intervention
I´m just a little bit heiress, a little bit Irish
A little bit Tower of Pisa
Whenever I see ya
So please be kind if I´m a mess
Cigarettes and chocolate milk
Cigarettes and chocolate milk