nicotina

not every cigarette is a dead

dead thing

some have a mind and try to be other things

pushed in the pack

they crave some virginia air

softly

they pray to someone

but life ain't fair

they're born to lose

they're born to fill

the lungs of jack

the lungs of jill

and like i said

life just isn't fair

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

a man with a cough

stepped to the machine

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

nicotina's gone

but life goes on though

nicotina's gone

but life goes on though

nicotina's gone

but life goes on and on and on and on and on

nicotina

nicotina

nicotina was her name