sigarette alla menta
sangiovanni
Mint Cigarettes
Mhm, I wonder why
Lately you send me to do the groceries almost every evening
I go willingly
Still looking for those double-flavored Camel
That I never find, haven't smoked in a while
Blame the tobacconist, empty-handed again today
But on the way home, what do my eyes see?
Out the window
I saw a guy throwing himself with half a cigarette
And when I opened the door
There you were, completely naked, and the house smelled only of mint
Why didn't you tell me anything?
Now I don't know what to do
If they don't sell two-flavored cigarettes anymore
How did he get them?
Where?, I thought: Where?, to have found them, they're gone
Nowhere, can't even talk about it
He's already in heaven, but maybe I can steal them from his jacket
Oh well, oh well, oh well, the police saw me
They probably thought I made him fall
Oh well, oh well, oh well, I'll do this time
Who cares, I have my cigarettes
Out the window
I saw a guy throwing himself with half a cigarette
And when I opened the door
There you were, completely naked, and the house smelled only of mint
Why didn't you tell me anything?
Now I don't know what to do
If they don't sell two-flavored cigarettes anymore
How did he get them?
(How did he get them?)
(How did he?)
