• Tex Williams - Smoke ! Smoke ! Smoke ! (That Cigarette) 1947
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=65_-vNtWLLs

    La chanson du générique du film Thank You for Smoking .

    Now I’m a fellow with a heart of gold
    With the ways of a gentleman I’ve been told
    The kind of fellow that wouldn’t even harm a flea

    But if me and a certain character met
    The guy that invented the cigarette
    I’d murder that son-of-a-gun in the first degree

    ’Course, it ain’t cause I don’t smoke myself
    And I don’t reckon they hinder your health
    I’ve smoked them all my life and I ain’t dead yet

    But nicotine slaves are all the same
    At a pettin’ party or a poker game
    Everything’s gotta stop while they smokes a cigarette

    (Smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarette)
    (Puff, puff, puff and if you smoke yourself to death)
    Tell St. Peter at the Golden Gate
    That you hates to make him wait
    You’ve gotta have another cigarette

    In a game of chance the other night
    Old Dame Fortune was doin’ me right
    The kings and the queens just kept on comin’ around

    I got a full and I bet ’em high
    But my bluff didn’t work on a certain guy
    He just kept on raisin’ and layin’ that money down

    He’d raise me, I’d raise him
    I sweated blood, you gotta sink or swim
    He finally called, didn’t raise the bet

    I said “aces full pal, how ’bout you?”
    He said “I’ll tell you in just a minute or two
    Right now, I just gotta have myself a cigarette”

    (Smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarette)
    (Puff, puff, puff and if you smoke yourself to death)
    Tell St. Peter at the Golden Gate
    That you hates to make him wait
    You’ve gotta have another cigarette

    The other night I had me a date
    With the cutest little gal on East 50 States
    One ’em high-bred, uptown, fancy little dames

    She said she loved me and it seemed to me
    That everything’s bout like it oughta be
    So hand in hand we strolled down lover’s lane

    She was oh so far from a chunk of ice
    Our smoochin’ party was goin’ real nice
    So help me, Hannah I’m thinking I’ve been there yet

    I give her a kiss, a little squeeze
    She said, “Tex, excuse me please
    But I just gotta have a filtered cigarette”

    (Smoke, smoke, smoke that cigarette)
    (Puff, puff, puff and if you smoke yourself to death)
    Tell St. Peter at the Golden Gate
    That you hates to make him wait
    You’ve just gotta have another cigarette

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