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Marlboro Man

I desperately need a replacement heart mine bit the dust and won’t start its filters were clogged from all that smoke Cigarettes butts are killers, that’s no joke Wonder if that Marlboro man still lives what he would say today that gives might he say I’m not an idol just someone rude so drop your butts before “here lies a Marlboro dude” I rode the Bronco truck to be a buck a roo! it was a way to show what macho men knew big engines, styling and double horn blast that now is all in the past I smoke in the cab whenever I was out cruisin’ but today I forbid the weed as now I ‘m losin’ the engine was my fav but now we’ve come apart no thunderous start up ,no kicks to my heart so all of you who thinks this is so cool a dead engine lies within me, was such a fool I was taken by the motto to be this sort of man but now you know just where I stand learn from me about temptation and addiction it’s not just a portrayal or some display of fiction I was in the limelight on tv and in the corral I’ll end up in the bone yard without my Bronco pal. so if you put on that cowboy hat and drive a big rig next you may find yourself taking a big swig one desire leads to another and there’s no control sooner or later someone will put you in the hole.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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