xNicotina
Fm C
Not every cigarette is a dead, dead thing
Fm
Some have a mind and try to be other things
C
Pushed in the pack, they crave some Virginia air
Fm
Softly, they pray to someone, but life ain't fair
Fm
They're born to lose, they're born to fill
Bb
The lungs of Jack, the lungs of Jill
C Fm
And like I said life just isn't fair
Fm C Fm C Fm G# Bb C
Nicotina, Nicotina, Nicotina is her name
Once in a while a cigarette has a name
N-I-C-O-T-I-N-A, that's her name
She had a tiny voice, and she sang all day
She was a cigarette, but she loved to play
Nicotina, Nicotina, Nicotina is her name
Fm C Fm C
A man with a cough stepped to the machine
Fm C D# G
Dropped coins in the slot, the end of a dream
He ripped the pack and coughed, and then coughed again
Popped out a cigarette, and we're near the end
She screamed and screamed but so much was filtered out
Now Nicotina's only a tiny cloud
Fm
Nicotina's gone, but life goes on though
Bb
Nicotina's gone, but life goes on though
Fm C Fm
Nicotina's gone, but life goes on and on and on and on and on
Nicotina, Nicotina, Nicotina was her name
by: José Duarte
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