Ben Folds

Ben Folds - Cigarette lyrics

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Fred Jones was worn out,

From caring for his often

Screaming and crying wife,

During the day, but...



He couldn't sleep at night for fear that she,

In a stupor from the drugs that didn't ease the pain,

Would set the house ablaze... with a cigarette.
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