Written by: David Byrne

I love my cigarettes
The pleasure, sticks
I’m tellin’ you

Coffin nails
You’re calling them
It simply isn’t true

They increase my confidence
It’s the nicotine
You see

A happy drug you understand
My doctors
Said to me

So I keep, smoking 
I don’t care
They are helpin’ with my flair

Love lookn’ at 
My King Size pack
While reclinin’ on my back

So spare me the lectures
My tobacco she’s real fine
Virginia that’s my sweetheart’s name
My lovely concubine : )

©david byrne july ‘12