Jealous of Your Cigarette

No muscle man, no candy cane
 No pack of sexy starving wolves
 No money talking, moonlight walking
 Lady shocking, big crow cocking
 Those ladybugs can go to blazes
 Here and there go pretty faces
 All of this don't mess my stuffing
 Only one thing got me huffing
 I'm jealous of your cigarette
 And all the things you do with it
 I'm jealous of your cigarette
 And the pleasure that you get from it
 And not me
 All this time you're talking no
 No king, no prince with gold ring pinky
 I suggest that we do something kinky
 No pilot flying private plane
 To smooch you on the hills of Spain
 No catapult to all night kisses
 That old thing just always misses
 All of this don't mess my stuffing
 Only one thing got me huffing
 I'm jealous of your cigarette
 And all the things you do with it
 I'm jealous of your cigarette
 And how you wanna suck on it
 And not me
 All this time you're talking no
 All this time you're talking no
 I'm jealous of your cigarette (Repeat)