One More Smoke

Little baby in the black cabaret
 With your long drawn heels and the the long bird neck
 legs a chain link fence and shes always under mine
 well at least that's what she cries
 haunted by the roses when you look into her eyes
 and she likes to tight rope dance she says
 alone in the room on a piano string
 and her horses may be hungry but they won't eat your hay
 we'll teach
 And if you don't love me just say so
 I take all my pills from the coffee table
 And I run through the streets, I run through the snow
 One more smoke before I go
 Just give me one more smoke before I go
 She never loved you
 Didn't she say?
 On the rainiest day
 And it's woe woe woe down the gallow's low?
 And you've never understood what she's tryin' to say
 She talks so clear that the words get in 'er way
 And if you don't love me just tell me so
 I take all my pills from the coffee table
 And I run through the streets, I run through the snow
 One more smoke before I go
 Just give me one more smoke before I go