Nhạc sĩ: Michael Hobby, Jon Nite, Ross Copperman
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
She ComesI pick her up, I can't put her downShe's smoke, I pull her in nice and slowShe's a habit and I can't let goBlowing rings around my heartBut when she's stole, watching her sway and growIt's killing me and I knowCan't stop her, won't you stop?She's smokeShe'll go floating around like a downtown ballroom gypsyShe goes great with an ice cold beer or a shot of whiskeyPut one in my hand, her on my lipsMan, it lasts as good as it givesShe's smoke, I pull her in nice and slowShe's a habit and I can't let goBlowing rings around my heartBut when she's stole, watching her sway and growIt's killing me and I knowCan't stop her, won't you stop?She's smokeShe's smokeShe's smokeShe's smokeShe's smokeShe's smokeShe's smokeShe's smoke, I pull her in nice and slowShe's a heaven and I can't let goBlowing rings around my heartOnce she's gone, watching her sway and blowIt's killing me and I knowCan't stop her once she's doneShe's smokeShe's smokeWhen the night burns outAnd we all go homeSmell her sweet perfumeAll over your clothesShe's smokeShe's smoke