When I’m winning I feel just like Bob Dylan
I got hand rolled cigarettes and some bathtub gin
Out on the highway’s where I roam
My fire engine’s red
You ask me if I showered, and I say “Cologne and Cigarettes”
My baby’s fully loaded, she don’t screw around
Just ask your mother, she got the best shot in town
I do everything she wants
Or she’ll fill me full of lead
If you ask me how she smells, I say “Perfume and Cigarettes”
My sight ain’t too good, I can’t see through the trees
I ain’t never been to the shore to feel the breeze
But I’m traveling all the time
I don’t got no regrets
You ask me what I smell like; I say “Cologne and Cigarettes”
She got the hips to make a grown man sweat
She got the lips to make a grown man forget
She winked at me as she walked by
And here’s what she said
You’re how I like my men… Cologne and Cigarettes
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