- Votes:
- Composers:
- Mckinney
- Martin "doc" / Workman
- Hawksley
- Genres:
- Rock
- Tags:
- canadian
- expressivelyricaldance
- indie rock
- See also:
Hawksley Workman - Smoke Baby lyrics
Smoke Baby
By Hawksley Workman
In your underclothes
You went out for a smoke
I call you in
Just before the storm begins
Your last breath of smoke
You let out in the room
It makes a cloud
Like the greyist
Perfect plume
Smoke baby, smoke baby
More alcohol baby
Cocaine in Montreal
And black out on the plane baby
An early flight will leave
And on it will be me, yeah
I'll be half asleep
And you'll get up at three
wholl give you time to cry
wholl give you time to find yourself
And casual as a light
Flickers before it's night
The sadness comes
And the daylight turns and runs
As the sun is setting you'll be betting
I'll be getting through
I'll find a payphone babe
Take some time to talk to you
Smoke baby, smoke baby
More alcohol baby
Cocaine in Montreal
And back out on a plane baby
An early flight will leave
And on it will be me, yeah
I'll be half asleep
And you'll get up at three
Who'll give you time to cry
Who'll give you time to find yourself
Who'll give you time to cry
Who'll give you time to find yourself
Hawksley Workman - Smoke Baby - http://motolyrics.com/hawksley-workman/smoke-baby-lyrics.html
And I have never felt
Quite this close to hell
All this rock and roll baby
Only time will tell
But we're young now, having fun now
On the town now, get around now
It's fine for now
But someday we'll settle down
But not now baby
Smoke baby, smoke baby
More alcohol baby
Cocaine in Montreal
And black out on the plane baby
An early flight will leave
And on it will be me, yeah
I'll be half asleep
And you'll wake up at three
(2X) Somewhere on the outside
(rap)
Get a little naughty crazy
Blow smoke baby
Im your god hottie for shure not maybe
This lady wants you to take it off too
felt that way first time I saw you
Stur up trouble the kind I like
Hopein' I dont mind
Its a time when wrong is right
Break it off till your crew get lost
or else this heat might turn to frost
You know I bite and what its like when we fight
These drunk lips curse for spite
So lets do this right
make love all night
Wake up in time to catch the flight
Bye
(6x) Who'll give you time to cry
and time to find yourself
(somewhere on the out side)
(7x) Smoke baby, smoke baby
(4x) Smoke, smoke