You've got your sleeve rolled up with a pack of Kools.
Your ashtray's full in your beater car.
You brag to all your friends at work.
Yeah, you ran twenty feet and you're breathin' hard.

Your mouth smells like an ashtray,
Like week old rotten meat.
You drive everyone crazy,
"Cause you smell like feet.
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You're just a - Chain Smoker.
You don't know what you're doin'.
You thinkin' that you're looking pretty hot.
But you're not.

You burnt another hole in your sweater.
It should teach you a lesson.
You just keep on ashin' in your hand,
And wipe it on your pants.

No, you're just a – Chain Smoker.
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Sure you been smoking for a long, long time.
Switched your brand three times.
You know that's great.

So before you go and light up two,
Maybe me and you should get a few things straight.

There's two ways you can light them.
Alone or side by side.
We can smoke "em in the house,
Or we can smoke "em outside.
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You little – Chain Smoker.
You don't know what you're doin'.
You're thinkin' that you're lookin' pretty hot.
But you're not.

You burnt another hole in your sweater.
It should teach you a lesson.
If you keep on ashin' in your hand.
And wipe it on your pants.

Oh, you're just a – Chain Smoker.
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Now – I know you like smokin'.
But if you keep it up.
You might get the cancer.
Till you can't breathe enough,
To even suck it up.
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Yeah, you little – Chain Smoker.
I hope you learned your lesson.
If you keep on ashin' in your hand.
And wipe it on your pants.

Oh you're just a – Chain Smoker
Yeah, you're just a – Chain Smoker
Chain Smoker